We're still on Magnetic Island and, thankfully, we've had a much better day here than yesterday. I had the best night's sleep I've had since the capsule hotel in Tokyo so Jim didn't have to drag a comatosed girl around with him today. This morning we hired bikes so we could see more of the island on our own terms. However, in the space of exactly one minute I managed to fall off mine like a complete idiot (it was too big for me!). But I soldiered on with a blood...

Greetings people! This is a joint blog today, brought to you on behalf of Gemma Samways and James Coxon. After a relaxing, although slightly expensive, sojourn in a hotel in Townsville (where we enjoyed the delights of limitless tea and the film 'Step Up', a searing insight into the power of dance - think Dirty Dancing but from the ghetto), we caught the morning ferry to Magnetic Island. The island itself is very beautiful and we spent a good few hours soaking u...