Surfers paradise was not what I was expecting...it's really nothing like paradise! It's like a bad version of Las Vegas with high rise buildings and bright lights everywhere and it's pretty much all about the night life. Our hostel was not the best, it was okay but pretty grimy and everyone in our room was hungover as it's a real party place. We only had one night so we went out to explore straight away and decided to stop at a bar overlooking the beach for a drink, a random old lady approached us and started chatting. She ended up sat with us and was an absolute lunatic!! She asked Odette what religion she was, when Od replied saying no particular religion she proceeded to tell us that we must stand outside the door when each other are showering otherwise Muslims will rape us!!!! She also asked Odette what colour the palms of her hands and soles of her feet were!! Then started crying at the table because her husband is dying of cancer and she's on antidepressants. We literally couldn't believe how unlucky we were to try and go for a nice afternoon drink and get landed with Mrs Crazyhead for an hour!! In the end Odette pretended her phone rang and we said our friends were waiting for us so we needed to leave!
We met the girls we met in Fiji Vicky and Lucy for dinner and drinks in the evening which was really nice and then sunbathed on the beach in the morning until our bus arrived to take us to Brisbane!