Anyway, North Queensland. I had no preconceptions other than the barrier reef. That in itself easily overwrote the old mantra of reality being tinged by the weight of expectation: it really was gob smackingly beautiful, and I still remember moments of hearing strange muffled/high pitched whines as I would snorkel along pysically shaking with excitement and attempting to squeal with delight under water.
The land side of the trip was more complex. The landscape was beautiful and challenging in equal measure, and to a certain extent created the character of the people. It's all very well being Euro cool (quite literally) in Melbourne, but the relentless mega watt sun needs a certain individual to cope, and despite my recent complaints about Melbourne's Spring birthing pains, it ain't me.
Still, if you include the highly recommended detours from the obvious attractions on the coast, its a great trip to a true tropical paradise, and an insight into the genuine Australian outback experience.
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