After breakfast, Paul and Monika set off for Fraser Island and we set off for Rainbow Beach. With a vow to meet up Tuesday night. We drove through another torrential thunderstorm, which cleared by the time we reached the beach campsite. We set up camp and went shopping. (My €10 flip-flops from Croatia have compressed to the point where I can feel every tiny stone underfoot now and need a new pair. Well that’s my excuse anyway).
Tested the new body-board out in the afternoon; Came back beaming like a 7 year old with a year’s supply of sweets. Ant unfortunately managed to give himself a friction burn on the chest when he had a go, so the sooner he gets his new surf board which stays under his feet instead of on his front, the better.
“Adventure is a path. Real adventure – self-determined, self-motivated, often risky – forces you to have firsthand encounters with the world. The world the way it is, not the way you imagine it. Your body will collide with the earth and you will bear witness. In this way you will be compelled to grapple with the limitless kindness and bottomless cruelty of humankind – and perhaps realize that you yourself are capable of both. This will change you. Nothing will ever again be black-and-white.” –Mark Jenkins