Cairns, at last
I didn’t think I would make it all the way up to Cairns.
Aside from the pure distance between Sydney and Cairns (which I didn’t fully understand until about 2 weeks into my time in the country), I wasn’t sure whether it made any sense to travel up to an area that had had such recent and dramatic encounters with cyclones. The road from Townsville to Cairns was actually closed for a few days, and some surrounding areas were without power for quite some time. Anyway, the government wanted to let travellers know that the state of Queensland was still OK to visit – just certain areas (such as Innisfeld, south of Cairns) were not really open for business.
So I caught an overnight bus from Airlie Beach to Cairns, arrived at 6:25 am, and got on another bus at 7:30 am to start my rainforest tour. Within a couple of hours, I was walking through Cape Tribulation and floating along the Daintree River. We saw one crocodile and one tree snake, and lots of rain (so far, it’s rained both times I’ve visited rainforests, and they always let us know that it’s actually just ‘liquid sunshine’ – I guess so we shouldn’t be disappointed).
I ended up really enjoying my time in Cairns. Lonely Planet had described it as being a “backpackers’ carnival” and the truth is that I found it a fun place to backpack in. The city centre (very touristy) is easy to get around, and they set up tour times to coincide with the morning arrivals of the overnight buses. The walk from the bus drop-off point to my hostel was fairly simple (I did lose my bearings a bit, but that probably had more to do with spending the night on a bus and waking up in an unfamiliar city in the rain). What was a little tricky for me is the way that Cairns has these shopping squares – you can walk around a block and not quite know whether or not you are supposed to turn. It’s very easy to lose track of how far you’ve gone.
The rainforest tour I signed up for was great. All the people on the bus seemed to be travelling alone (I love when this is the case – everyone is so much friendlier then). And it was a nice bus of people. Some of the girls I met wanted to meet for dinner the following night and we managed to make this happen. I also ended up signing up for the same Great Barrier Reef snorkelling trip as one of the other girls, and I was glad I had (it was a very small boat load of people, and much nicer trip already knowing someone there).
The weather wasn’t great, but it was worth it to finally see the Great Barrier Reef. The visibility was 10-12 (metres, I guess) and much better than it had been when I snorkelled at the Whitsunday Islands. I was suprised by how big the fish near the boat were – it’s creepy when you can see their jaws move. Speaking of jaws, I wasn’t quite sure what to do when I noticed that I was swimming directly above some sharks… The tour operators seem a bit frustrated when we panick, though (I got back on the boat fairly quickly) – since the sharks were only little reef sharks, apparently they have very little interest in humans.
My last night in Cairns I got to sample the backpacker nightlife. This involved going to ‘ladies night’ at the Rhinobar (free champagne – term used loosely to describe cheap sparkling wine with raspberry flavour thrown in to disguise the taste) and then accidentally stumbling into the Wool Shed (which my Lonely Planet had warned me about – they mentioned the nearly unavoidable dancing on tables and benches, and I really should have remembered about this before entering… I was thankful that I either missed the wet T-shirt contest or that there just wasn’t one that night). But I was glad that I was with the people I had met on the Cape Tribulation tour, and it was fun to see how a lot of backpackers spend most of their time in Australia. One place I had heard a lot about along the way was Byron Bay (roughly speaking, near Brisbane) – a lot of backpackers plan to be there 3 days and end up staying for a week or more. I didn’t go, and when someone at the Wool Shed exclaimed “This reminds me of Byron Bay!” I knew just what I’d been missing…
The next day I did some shopping around Cairns and met up with people from the tour again (for lunch). We said bye at the lagoon and I caught a taxi to the airport to head back to Sydney. I didn’t really feel ready to leave Australia but I was looking forward to finally reaching New Zealand.