Air Conditioner Wars

We headed back to Cairns for a few days after our adventures in the rain forest. We are now working our way down the coast toward Brisbane. Two nights ago we stayed in Mission Beach which had a picturesque beach. We ended up at a really weird hostel that apparently was for hippies. Who knew. The next day one of the stops on our bus ride was at a crocidle farm. Rob went inside, see pictures below.

Yesterday we arrived in Townsville and are headed out today to an near by island for a few days. It is really humid and ridiculously hot here so we have been running from store to store in search of air conditioning. Last night however the heat nearly caused a melt down. We spent the night in a room with six other people on the third floor of the hostel. This normally wouldn't be a problem because each room is equipped with an air conditioner but not last night. Rob and I were fighting with two German girls all night for control of the air conditioner. For some reason I guess they prefer to sleep in sweatbox temperatures easily breaking 35 degrees. The night started with the air conditioner on, then one of German girls asked us to turn it off becuase she was cold (the A/C was within reach of my bed) and we did. Then about an hour later neither of us could sleep because the temperatures on the top bunk were close to the temperature on the surface of the sun so we turned it back on. A half hour later she was standing on our bags turning off the A/C while we pretended to sleep. We could only take so much, after four sleepless hours Rob turned it back on, only to have the same German girl yelling orders at her friend to get out of bed and turn it off but she couldn't figure out how to do it. She finally ended up half in bed with me trying to figure out how to turn it off. All the while Rob and I are trying not explode of heat and frustration. In the morning they woke up for their day trip and the ringleader expressed her disdain toward us to her four other friends. Rob and I are still trying to lower our core temperature.

On anther note, we have had some requests on status of the BP (if you aren't familiar with the BP see the Sept 16 post). So far there has only been one BP sighting and it occurred in asile 5 of the local grocery store in Port Douglas about a week ago. We hit the BP in a matter of moments during a discussion of which box of granola bars to buy. We still not quite sure how things elevated so fast. Maybe the 17 year old shelf stocker could tell us since he watched the whole horrifying episode. We picked a box without speaking, proceeded to pay and walk all the way back to the hostel without speaking or looking at each other. In fact we didn't even walk beside each other. But over breakfast we mended our friendship and laughed about it.

Sundown at the Lagoon in Cairns.

Crocodile City.

Mission Beach.

Townsville at night.

Another shot of the Lagoon.