23rd April 2008

Arrived in Airlee Beach at around 7am in the morning, possibly earlier, and I smelt quite horrendous. Got some food and drink in the bakery next to our sailing shop, and then skipped over to our hostel to be and used their net, and booked our room for after our sailing trip, though as it will be Anzac Day (and as usual we didn't know) when we get back, we could only get a twin, but it meant we could use two vouchers at the same time, and so using up our random free hostel vouchers. Randomly bumped in Amie and Rachelle who were off to catch the bus, and we were all like "whoa! hey!", which was cool sticks. Returned to the sailing shop, picked up our tickets, checked in our bags and then went on a hunt for some food. After waiting quietly in the thickets we pounced on a pizza each from a random pizzeria, and worried about the weather with the waitress. Wandered to the marine and got convinced into getting a crate by the guy there, sneaky sneaky. Realised with 5 minutes to go we were at the wrong marina, which was a bit of a blessing as we looked like alcoholics compared to the other people who were waiting there. To we ran to the correct arena, Joff carrying the crate, dumped it on the boat and then had to go back to land for our briefing.

Turns out most people to be on the boat with us are guys, 4 ladish guys from Dartford, Fritz: German colonel sanders, Paul: oldish photography dude from "up north", a weird german couple, 2 dutch girls (one, the captain Max's partner), and first mate/chef Sam. Very cosy boat called the silent night, Me, joff basically on the same bed, sort of, and one of the guys about 5 cm above my face on a weird jutting out matress bit. Joff and I helped pull up the sails with our manly manly muscles, ahem, and then our boat bust off at a crazy 45 degree angle, which was much fun. Travelled along at about 13 knots and got to a small bay by around dusk, and had a nice dinner of nachos followed by "chicken surprise". Had a few beers, played a few games and then went to bed moderatly early as we were shattered. Still wasn't sure about the lads.