To The Beach Again - Night 36

Anna made a wonderful Irish omelet this morning. Then we went back to sleep until 11 or so. We spent the remainder of the day at the beach trying fairly unsuccessfully to body surf. Sabine, the Danish girl from Brisbane, met us out on the beach as well.

Dinner was Mexican at Montezuma’s on Hastings Street. Though everyone was rightfully knackered after a day of doing nothing we still managed to hit up Irish Murphy’s and Koala’s and made it til bar close. I dropped a glass on the floor at Irish Murphy’s wasting a perfectly good beer and causing a bit of a scene. On the walk home a maroon Eclipse drove by and asked us “how much for your women?” Twice. Added to the time he did this on our way to the bar made thrice. How bored do you have to be to drive around Noosa for three hours yelling this at everyone you pass?

PS. The agreed upon price was four pints, one for each of them.

What I Learned Today: American parents coddle and protect their children to a harrowing degree, much to detriment of both. Nineteen year olds from most countries are allowed, even encouraged, to travel the world freely, to strike off and grab life by the throat, to grow up, whereas, American teens are sent to college like sheep and told to call home every other night to make sure they are ok. Thus our sense of adventure (and maturity level) is stunted before it gets a chance to blossom. Your average teenage Dane or Aussie is more worldly and interesting than your average thirty year old American. (Average being the key word -- for it is undoubtedly true that we live in a Gaussian world)

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exumenius on November 15, 2007 from Noosa Heads, Australia

from the travel blog: Kiwis and Kangaroos

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