If you be my bodyguard, I can be your long lost pal...

Song: "You Can Call Me Al" by Paul Simon

April 13th

We left the hostel early in the morning and headed off to our Fraser Island tour. One of the guys from the hostel, Shanil, was on our trip as well. We had an interesting bus ride to the ferry.

Oh, and I forgot a towel. I was going to bring two. That's what happens when you oversleep alarms. I bought one at the ferry station.

Today was a very rainy day, the rainiest of all our travels. It was raining pretty heavily on our ride across the water to Fraser Island, which is the largest sand island in the world.

Our tour guide's name was Jeff and he was a lot of fun, even with the terrible weather. "It's liquid sunshine" and "I just checked the weather report and the weather is going to be great today...in Perth" and other ridiculous comments kept our spirits up as best as possible.

We walked through a gorgeous rainforest and saw a beautiful lake called Lake McKenzie. It would have been more glorious in the sun, but even in the dreary weather it was beautiful. The coolest thing about the island is that all of the vegetation - and there was a ton of it - grew in the sand. Jeff tried to explain how this works, something about a mineral coating on the darker sand, anyway it was neat.

Also, apparently Fraser Island is home to a ton of dingoes. Yes, the baby-taking kind. We didn't see any, sadly.

After our tour through the day, we came back to our accommodation, which was similar to the hostel we stayed in except there were free towels and soap. Classy. We then ate dinner, and hit up the Dingo Bar, which is conveniently located right next to dinner. While waiting for the Dingo Bar's happy hour, a group of us went back to where we were staying and played an excellent game that Olivia taught us where everyone in the group has to turn around and take the ugliest picture of themselves possible, then the group picks the people with the prettiest pictures and they have to drink. My face wasn't ugly enough, so that was me and Sabine this time around. It was quite fun and it was an interesting way to meet our neighbors.

We had some pitcher of blue something at happy hour. It was not the best drink ever, but it was relatively cheap and cool colored. The Dingo Bar also played music videos all night long, and for the second time in our trip (but not the last) we heard Paul Simon's "You Can Call Me Al" which is a definitely favorite of Bernie's. Good times.

We ended the evening relatively early because we had to get up relatively early the next morning. Now that I think about it, we rarely ever slept in on this trip.

I only slept an eighth of the day away instead of half the day away in Dad time. :)