i have some time to update (everyone took off on a "scenic drive"..it's pouring buckets). lets talk broome and how much i hated it. as soon as we drove in i knew it wasn't going to be my cup of tea. first stop was cable beach backpackers to have a spot of lunch and to drop half the group off. i originally had wanted to stay there but it was too far from the airport (i had an early morning flight the next day). later discussions with others revealed that it was a haven for pot smoking dreadlocked hippies.kind of got that vibe while i was there before that bit of info was imparted onto me. anyways, the moment i stepped off the bus the dreaded humidity hit me. it felt like illinois but ten times worse! i remember it being 33 degrees..in the shade. as my gums were pretty much restricting any movement of my jaw and raging car sickness was effecting my mood i just found a chair and waited it out. quick lunch later we took off for a drive around town while dropping people off. finally at the kimberly klub (where i was staying) i went to check in. must admit the boys at reception were not bad to look at. turned out to be a nice place to stay.was the last billit in a 12 person dorm of mixed sex. was kind of shocked when i walked in on a boy changing into his skivvies after a shower. mumbled an apology/dropped my bag on my bunk(top) and took off. everyone was meeting by the beach for supper but as it was pretty far away, me and some of the other girls(who were staying in the same hostel) decided to skip it and eat supper in town. speaking of which, did you know aussies don't know what the word supper is? anyways the other girls wanted to shower/do a bit of laundrey so we decided to meet at 5. i waited it out in the lounge where i had quite the discussion panel with an american/canadian(bc of course) and a german(?). by the time the girls showed up it was past 5(more around 6?) and getting dark. we started walking to find a place to eat. we started off by going past a park that seemed nice until a bunch of aboriginies started screaming. don't know if it was friendly hellos or a challenge to others walking towards them but i wasn't about to stick around and find out. it's strange, of all the aboriginies i saw they seemed either drunk or high (or at times both). hmm. we finally found a resturant. waited forever to be seated. waited forever to get service. got a creamed soda. not a spelling mistake either. they called it creamed. not as good as what we have at home. opened the menus and found we were at a pretty pricey resturant. maybe thats why the service was so lousy. we all decided to get a pizza (different one each). mine was pretty spicy. someone got a margarita pizza but i'm not sure why as it tasted like a normal pizza. oh, we had a starter of calamari..or the japanese girls did. i tried it. nastiest thing i've had in awhile. i shudder just thinking about the taste. after supper they wanted to go to the beach. as it was pitch black out i thought they were a bit batty but decided to tag along. we found a map and figured out where we had to go. one look at the beach access (dark/no lights) and i was protesting. but the girls were like "no,no it's safe!". or at least they were saying that until a clearly intoxicated aboriginie woman shouted at us "where you going girls? ohh it's not safe down there for the likes of you"! backed up by the thought of my mother killing me if i got robbed i was out of there. the other girls follwed suite. back to the hostel we went. pretty tired i decided to surf the net. being a saturday night i was getting increasingly more uncomfortable about the thought os sharing a room with several men. haha i decided to sleep in my clothes. got into the room and there was only one other person. he was sleeping. put my headphones on/pulled the blanket over my head and went to sleep. next thing i know several people were in the room. they were trying to be quiet but i got a little alarmed when one fellow tried to crawl into bed with me. turns out he was mistaken on which top bunk was his. moron. got up early the next morning as the bus to the airport was supposed to leave at 7am (as i was told the night before from the guy at the desk). when asked, the girl at the desk informed me there was no bus to the airport as it was just down the street. so i started walking. and walk i did. only a km. too bad the airport didn't open until 8am. too bad quantas didn't open the check in until 45 minutes before the flight. too bad they put me next to the window on the plane..and then sat a 300+ pound woman in the seat next to me. she liked to shift alot. as her ass was half in my seat i was getting a little chlosterphobic. too bad the fat lady had me trapped until every other passenger got off the plane. my day got better. my hair had been frizzified thanks to the broome climate. as soon as we hit perth it normalized. in perth i could brathe again. about 10 degrees cooler and a hell of alot quieter i was a happy camper. feeling sick/tired/crabby as hell i upgraded to a single. bbought me some very good vietnimese, had a loong shower and did my laundry. good ending to a crappy day.