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Continued on to the lighthouse, was quite a good view form up there, couldn't’ really see too much of Byron though. Stayed there for a bit, then started the walk down the hill.
Had to walk along the road for a bit, then onto a sand/dust/dirt/gravel path. We weren’t looking forward to it as it was uphill for some reason!
Went along the path for a while, it went up and down all the time! We did get a fw good views and spotted a wallaby! He was ...
... helmets and set off in our kayaks. It was tough paddling against the waves, Rach and I in one kayak, Suze and Scarlett in another kayak and Saffy in with the very nice instructor Shiloh. After about an hour we still hadn't seen any dolphins or turtles (except Saffy who spotted a turtle) and so we made our way back to shore. Unfortunately this required us to 'surf' back into the shore and Rach and my ...
... and decided to venture to the Australia Museum #cultured. Thanks to Molerat's manipulation of our student cards we only paid concession rates (those hours of cutting and sticking really paid off #graduate). As soon as we set foot into the museum, Amberley saw a sign for 'Rocks and Minerals' - bloody crystals - and vanished into the ether for the next two hours. McG meanwhile, decided to reminisce on some chemistry (?!), whilst ...
... to death. I'd met a lovely lady on the bus, Jo, with whom I shared a croissant in a café (yep, just a croissant, no euphemism there!) and then with whom I ran around the markets, frantically from stall to stall through the muddy grass to escape the downpour. We then enjoyed a cuppa at another café here whilst watching the rain dampen the mood. This was followed by a huge BBQ at a nearby campsite where we sheltered from the rain stuffing our faces ...
... smells and sounds of a rainforest walk, whilst also trying to educate his children on soil profiles, rainforest trees and climates.
Which is clearly not going to work when there are leeches to squeal over every 5 minutes - oh the futility of it.
Poor deluded man.
On the plus side with regard to my children’s behaviour - bitter sweet would describe it. Megs has written her first piece of creative prose for her English teacher - our good ...