Putting Our Heads In The Noosa

Picking up the story from where I left off, we carried on up the cost to Noosa, or Noosa Heads depending on which book you read. This is one of the more aesthetically pleasing places in Aus. Set in an area of everglades and national parks, the majority of houses are on the waters' edge with a jeti and a boat attached. The hostel was great aswell and they put on a free mini van to take you to the beach and parks whilst the driver told shit jokes. The national park had an amazing nudist beach. The amazing bit wasn't the nudists as this 'privilege' was only used by fat men over 50. 'Chipolata' isn't the right word, but it's the first one that springs to mind. I'll stop doing that now.

Whilst at the national park Tom managed to capture this soon to be award winning photograph. Click on it to enlarge it. It's a leaf, suspended in mid air, with an ant trying to find its' way around. A jogger in the background helps to frame the perspective and add dimension. How good is that? Don't ask who, how or why, just sit back, admire, enjoy and watch the royalties stack up.


Noosa is certainly one of Australias more affluent places, the main street being decked with posh eateries and designer shops. Combining this with a night time stroll along the beach made it feel like one of those evenings when you're with your bird on a European holiday. Me and Tom even tried holding hands but it just felt weird. Still, a top place. Even better was we met a Canadian chick who had 3 nipples. A bit like Scaramanga from James Bond. Freaky.