“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

Saturday, 2 January 2010

Day 234 – Christmas Eve – Mundoolan

The day started as they probably all will from now on.... with a morning Surf... Or rather a morning spent being bashed about by unbelievably powerful waves, losing my bead bracelets to the waves and filling my bikini bottoms with sand!
We got packed up and headed over to Brisbane Airport to dump the posh Maui van before all squeezing into Betsy and driving inland to Pete and Mary’s place, or should I say, palace!! What a truly awesome house.
We arrived early afternoon and by 8:30pm I had crashed and burned, closely followed by Ant at about 9pm! I think some serious drinking training is needed.

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