Jan 28, 2006
Feb 20, 2007
Mission Beach was far too quiet a place to write about. The two days spent in Mission Beach involved nothing out of the ordinary. I arrived there in the late afternoon, unpacked my stuff, and went out to the local pub. I was enrolled in a pool compitition, and was kicked out in the first round. The winner of the pool compition gets a small bar tab, and the glory. By 11:00 PM I was tried and had enough of spending my cash. I should have booke dmy ticket to leave the next afternoon. Instead I stuck around for another day and a half. In that time I met a few people from Germany, Holland and London England. I got along well with the three Indian Brits. The 28 year old girl named Pretti was the one I spoke with most. I couild tell she enjoyed my company, and the fact that I liked to smoke. We sat and smoked a couple together right up until I left for Cairns.