Cairns in December
January 3rd 2007 21:09
December and Cairns are two words that should never be found in the same sentence...EVER! Walking out of the plane felt like walking into a furnace. Oh yes another word should be added here too....hangover.....December, Cairns and hangover are three words that should never be found in the same sentence! After breaking the promise of not going out the night before in Sydney we arrived at the Sydney Airport after two hours sleep in search of coffee and all we found were kids screaming and watching some annoying cartoon on the TV. Oh the pain.....
Flying into Cairns was a shock to the eyes, it was not what I expected at all. When we landed at the airport it reminded me of the small, pondokkie (*see definition at bottom) airport that we have at home. There were no big shops and rushing passengers and planes zooming down and taking off - it was rather refreshing, and very airconditioned....superb!
The trip to our hotel was also an interesting one. I was expecting to see a big built up city, people screaming past in loud cars....nothing like this in sight. Instead it appeared very laid back and calm and relaxing. We were staying about 20 minutes out of the city and our transfer bus took us right to the door....of Cardiac Hill. It was a beautiful apartment block, overlooking the ocean, however the bus could not drop us at the top as there was nowhere for it to turn around so off we got with our bags, hangovers and, by now mild cases of heat stroke and began our trek up Cardiac Hill (this wasn`t the real name by the way!). The views from our balcony were just incredible though, very worth everything we had self-inflicted!
After sleeping for a few hours we awoke to the sun setting over the sea and the moon rising over the waters of the ocean. The temperature has slightly cooled too, which was a relief.
We took a wander down to the water and noticed all the Stinger warnings and bottles of vinegar on the beach side. The small section of beach that was cordoned off was full of splashing and the playful screams of kids and we were in a much better frame of mind to deal with them this time. Ths sky was also much clearer, probably due to the lack of huge city lights drowning out the stars. Put simply....it was beautiful!
*(South African word, pronounced pen-dork-ee, literally meaning a shoddily built house, but in slang terms we use it to mean something along the lines of "small town, rural, quiet" etc)
Flying into Cairns was a shock to the eyes, it was not what I expected at all. When we landed at the airport it reminded me of the small, pondokkie (*see definition at bottom) airport that we have at home. There were no big shops and rushing passengers and planes zooming down and taking off - it was rather refreshing, and very airconditioned....superb!
After sleeping for a few hours we awoke to the sun setting over the sea and the moon rising over the waters of the ocean. The temperature has slightly cooled too, which was a relief.
We took a wander down to the water and noticed all the Stinger warnings and bottles of vinegar on the beach side. The small section of beach that was cordoned off was full of splashing and the playful screams of kids and we were in a much better frame of mind to deal with them this time. Ths sky was also much clearer, probably due to the lack of huge city lights drowning out the stars. Put simply....it was beautiful!
*(South African word, pronounced pen-dork-ee, literally meaning a shoddily built house, but in slang terms we use it to mean something along the lines of "small town, rural, quiet" etc)
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