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Day Fifteen - July 21st, 2013
Noosa
The air bed is ah-maze-ing! Best night of sleep so far. We had a lazy Sunday morning with avocado on toast, and then got ready to explore a bit of our surroundings.
We cycled into Noosa (amazing wide cycle lanes here - the whole town is very bicycle friendly) and onto Hasting's Street which we loved. All the little cafés were alive with Sunday brunchers (how happy I am not to be working in the restaurant any more!) and the boutique shops were full of interesting art, clothes and trinkets. We went down to the beach to read the property section of the paper (we like to see how much we could afford in each area - so far Manly is by far the most expensive. So glad we settled there for 6 months) and saw a wedding starting up. The two young bridesmaids were dressed more for an English winter wedding than a Queensland one, complete with furry cape. I'm not sure people who live in the tropics have come to grips with the lack of seasons.
The sun was shining gloriously so we cycled back and got the fishing rods out. Both of us were highly unsuccessful, with the crafty fish gaining the upper hand by eating all our bait but not actually biting. I gave up and read my book by the river in the sun while Elly soldiered on - to no avail.
A quick lunch comprised of leftovers, and back on the bikes for more exploring. We found a lovely parade of shops and a giant pelican by the water. We both want to live here! We stopped by Woolys for some essentials and came back to the campsite.
There is a couple pitched up next to us on the site, and we got chatting. Both from Belgium, Sophie (easy to remember) is 24 and Dorian is 27. He used to be a cyclist and came over to speak to Elly when he saw our bikes. They were heading out for a run at the same time as us, so we set off together. After around half an hour they said they would be taking the long way round. I decided to cut my losses and go home - Dorian is like some kind of Olympian and Elly can keep up with anything. I have a feeling Sophie had learnt to do that as well. I made my way back by myself, which was good as the whole point in running for me is to have some time alone after being surrounded by people all day, and headed for the showers.
We sat and ate with Dorian and Sophie (chilli for us tonight) and once again marvelled at how every other European country teaches a second language. We got chatting from a couple from Spain - what have we all got in common? The ability to speak English. It's embarrassing that we can't converse in either French or Spanish to the level that they can English.
Tea and bed :)
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