Seriously though I am tired, possibly one would say ‘over-tired’ as it’s now 1:10am erm Tuesday morning.
We arrived back in Melbourne at 4.30 ish. I have been awake since 6:30am. We arrived in Melbourne, me in a skirt and t-shirt (had to show that I had a tan and that yes I’d been up North) to all the people that I did not know at the Airport… but luckily I had the foresight to pack the jeans (and bogan uggs) as Melbourne’s weather hadn’t changed…still winter, still bleak and miserable. Mr. S is snoring peacefully.
BUT fear not I am now able to share some of my holiday snaps (just a few as there are many) I shall post some more tomorrow ..lucky you! Oh, you may have to double click to enlarge as they came out rather small.
This was the view from our balcony.. say awwww
These were the cows(Brahman)that came down to drink along the Daintree river..Mr. Crocodile was around the bend
If you look real close… the brown thing in the water (to the right) is Mr. Crocodile
This is me holding up a very large rock in Mossman Gorge..yes I’m strong
Mossman Gorge yet again..think I’ll get this one blown up
A Bush Turkey I secretly followed.. he didn’t know
Where we stayed – yes it’s lovely
One of the butterflies in the sanctuary we visited
in the markets at Kuranda.. Aussie sense of humour
through the glass bottomed boat out from Green Island
how the rich and famous live in Cairns ( Mr. S and I put a deposit down for the boat) the helicopter is extra
Day 1 moi standing on a coconut…that’s what you do with them isn’t it? This was an early morning walk hence the outfit.
Mr. S with his gourmet lunch of egg and bacon sandwich at Daintree Village (doesn’t he looked thrilled at having another photo taken)
huggin’ a tree at Mossman Gorge..it’s what you do (and no I don’t normally hug trees)
rainforest looking up in the Daintree forest
Okay yippeda yippeda that’s all folks…till later