Trip Start May 19, 2009
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Whilst I'd done a whole lot of nothing in Brisbane, Jess had taken on the role of recruitment manager with aplomb and found two German boys to accompany us on the next leg North towards Cairns. Given that her main stipulation was that our travel companions be 'male' and 'hot', I wondered what on Earth I was in for. The fact they were German didn't fill me with too much hope.
Over the next few days we motored North as fast as Randy would carry us, which, with four people and a whole load of luggage, was not very fast at all. We free camped at Gin Gin and Flaggy Rock, largely because I liked their names. These days, amenities were a luxury
Whilst Jess and I luxuriated in the warmth of Randy, the boys spent two nights frozen in the tent with only each other to keep them warm. Ben did his best to change that when he tried to convince me to come skinny dipping with him in the ocean, but alas the lure of noodles and my duvet put paid to his romantic overtures.
We drove through town after town, each with the familiar landmarks of Australia...Woolworths, Coles and Westpac. Same same, but different. Jess thought she knew Bundaberg, but when I reminded her she'd been working in a bar for the best part of 3 months and Bundy is also a brand of rum, she realised she was as much of a stranger to the place as the rest of us.
Three days later, we dropped the boys off at a notorious backpackers in Cairns. They could have made more effort to hide their relief - but it was also a lesson for me: East Coast Australia is the party coast, and I'd have a hell of a job on my hands to find travel buddies who favoured free camps over free shots.