Rainy Day at the Beach - Night 39

Rolling out of bed I was greeted by the sound of rain pouring down on the terrace. I took my sequestered time to update my journal and go through my photos from the previous days. The rain broke slightly at 8:30 and I went into town to try to steal some wireless. Utterly unsuccessfully, I returned around 10 to find the rest of the house awake and preparing breakfast.

Around 1 pm the clouds finally broke and

Volleyball on the Beach

Paolo and I made a trip to the beach one last time. The morning rains had scared away most of the crowds but had also brought in quite a surf. The waves were much larger and closer to shore than they had been the previous days. Paolo had rented a body board (though never actually paid for it) from the apartment complex so we tooled around with that awhile until it became painfully obviously that we were clueless, even the little kids were kicking our ass at catching waves.

The Last Supper

A proper Australian barbecue was on the menu for the evening but the rain returned so we were forced to grill the sausages inside. Nobody was much for partying tonight so a few games of cards and then the sheets for all of us.

What I Learned Today: Australians make the most awful potato salad.

written by

exumenius on November 18, 2007 from Noosa Heads, Australia

from the travel blog: Kiwis and Kangaroos

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