At breakfast I saw a small container of
vegemite and figured that I had to give it a try due to the
popularity of the lyrics in the Mean at Work song, 'Land Down Under'. I hereby suggest they be changed to "she just smiled and handed me a bitter, ass-tasting, nasty, yeast spread
sandwich".
Wow, I was even warned by others to be wary, but that stuff was pretty interesting and not something I'd like to repeat. I'm definitely willing to give most things a try, but it doesn't necessarily mean I'll repeat the effort.
We loaded up the bus early and headed to the
Currumbin Wildlife Sanctuary for the morning to check out the kind of Australian wildlife that cannot be found in pubs. This place is pretty well known for the daily feeding of the rainbow
lorikeets. Visitors can hold large aluminum pans that contain the sweet mixture that the birds seem to like and thus tend to swarm anyone that has one in their grasp. It was a lot more fun than expected. a lot of the bout tour participants decided to get pictures taken with the
koalas and after a bit of peer pressure,
I figured I might as well join in as well. those little things are fairly heavy, but have a pretty stiff smell due to their oily glands. After the photo session, everyone tend to wander around a while to check out the other animals that ranged from
kangaroos to snakes and Tasmania Devils. Lunch was set aside for us in a private area with some finger sandwiches. We did not see any babies in the dingo enclosure, but we did learn that kolas do not seem to speak
Spanish. Oily Hole was apparently trying to entice them from their slumber with calls of "
Hola koala!", however they did not seem to make them stir.
After the sanctuary, we were suppose to me at some
aboriginal cultural center to be lead around
Minjunbal Cultural Center and the surrounding historical site to learn about some of the area history. Well, apparently the first guide that was supposed to do the tour had recently died. A second guide had been found and a few days before we
arrived, had left the area to go on walkabout. The third guide, and person that showed us around, was there on her first day and proceeds to pretty much read off the plant
names from the signs, though was very nice and did attempt to show us around for a bit while spare Rib proceeded to pull down much of the forest in terms of branches, sticks, and fronds.
On the way back to the hotel we
stopped for drinks on a nice patio and even stretched out on a wooden boat until we were told it was supposed to be a planter and not a seating area. Oh well.
When we got to the small hotel near Byron Bay I was thrilled to see a package with the lens waiting for me in the room and immediately felt a lot better! Mams came down with a handful of envelops that contained cards. Apparently Kristen had arranged with Mams to give me one of the cards each day but with everyone going on and the constant early morning packing and moving, it slipped her mind, so I
tended to get several at once. The cards were pretty much just nice little notes along with pictures of some of our adventures over the past few months. At dinner we had a waitress named
Ellyphant (I kid you not).
Dr. PP had already arranged the large meal with salad, steak, 2 drinks, etc already ordered and being prepared when we arrived! At circle, Oily was called out for her
Spanish wake-up attempt,
Tinkerbell got the
hashit, and
Neptunus lost his red card. When we were singing "Why were you born so beautiful .."
Neptunus got up to moon and Dr. PP had this look of
horror and yelled out '
Nooooooo' so loudly that everything stopped. Spare rib conducted 'dip tests' while Mr. X was called out for giving wildlife advice.
Apparently at the sanctuary on of the Kangaroos was cleaning certain parts of itself and someone commented that they wish they could do that to which Mr. X responded "well if you give him
some
roo food he'll probably let you".
At breakfast I saw a small container of vegemite and figured that I had to give it a try due to the popularity of the lyrics in the Mean at Work song, 'Land Down Under'. I hereby suggest they be changed to "she just smiled and handed me a bitter, ass-tasting, nasty, yeast spread sandwich". 
Wow, I was even warned by others to be wary, but that stuff was pretty interesting and not something I'd like to repeat. I'm definitely willing to give most things a try, but it doesn't necessarily mean I'll repeat the effort.
We loaded up the bus early and headed to the Currumbin Wildlife Sanctuary for the morning to check out the kind of Australian wildlife that cannot be found in pubs. This place is pretty well known for the daily feeding of the rainbow lorikeets. Visitors can hold large aluminum pans that contain the sweet mixture that the birds seem to like and thus tend to swarm anyone that has one in their grasp. It was a lot more fun than expected. a lot of the bout tour participants decided to get pictures taken with the koalas and after a bit of peer pressure, 
I figured I might as well join in as well. those little things are fairly heavy, but have a pretty stiff smell due to their oily glands. After the photo session, everyone tend to wander around a while to check out the other animals that ranged from kangaroos to snakes and Tasmania Devils. Lunch was set aside for us in a private area with some finger sandwiches. We did not see any babies in the dingo enclosure, but we did learn that kolas do not seem to speak Spanish. Oily Hole was apparently trying to entice them from their slumber with calls of "Hola koala!", however they did not seem to make them stir.
After the sanctuary, we were suppose to me at some aboriginal cultural center to be lead around Minjunbal Cultural Center and the surrounding historical site to learn about some of the area history. Well, apparently the first guide that was supposed to do the tour had recently died. A second guide had been found and a few days before we arrived, had left the area to go on walkabout. The third guide, and person that showed us around, was there on her first day and proceeds to pretty much read off the plant names from the signs, though was very nice and did attempt to show us around for a bit while spare Rib proceeded to pull down much of the forest in terms of branches, sticks, and fronds. 
On the way back to the hotel we stopped for drinks on a nice patio and even stretched out on a wooden boat until we were told it was supposed to be a planter and not a seating area. Oh well.
When we got to the small hotel near Byron Bay I was thrilled to see a package with the lens waiting for me in the room and immediately felt a lot better! Mams came down with a handful of envelops that contained cards. Apparently Kristen had arranged with Mams to give me one of the cards each day but with everyone going on and the constant early morning packing and moving, it slipped her mind, so I tended to get several at once. The cards were pretty much just nice little notes along with pictures of some of our adventures over the past few months. At dinner we had a waitress named Ellyphant (I kid you not). 
Dr. PP had already arranged the large meal with salad, steak, 2 drinks, etc already ordered and being prepared when we arrived! At circle, Oily was called out for her Spanish wake-up attempt, Tinkerbell got the hashit, and Neptunus lost his red card. When we were singing "Why were you born so beautiful .." Neptunus got up to moon and Dr. PP had this look of horror and yelled out 'Nooooooo' so loudly that everything stopped. Spare rib conducted 'dip tests' while Mr. X was called out for giving wildlife advice. 
Apparently at the sanctuary on of the Kangaroos was cleaning certain parts of itself and someone commented that they wish they could do that to which Mr. X responded "well if you give him some roo food he'll probably let you".
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