I thought Australia was supposed to be hot and dry? Not the northeast, evidently. It rained today. A lot. Got started late after sleeping off a little hangover, then some comfort food - Subway to lift the spirits. We went to check in for our sailing trip, but we didn't have the printout and even though I knew the booking numbers and such, the lady was a hag and told us tomorrow we had to come back in the morning. At this point it began lashing rain (as our Irish friends would say) and we hustled over to the NAB bank branch to take out some money from our Canadian accounts to deposit in our Aussie accounts, but the ATM wouldn't accept either of our cards. Tried another ATM and it gave us different error messages about funds not being available. Hmmmm. Tried a third ATM and got another different error message to do with the exchange rate. Not impressed. Called RBC, which is a hassle on Aussie payphones, finally got through and he said it was because I hit my limit for the day because it's based on Sask time. Even though I only took out 250 and my limit is 1000. As per usual useless RBC retards, but the card should work once midnight Sask time hits.
We booked our next bus journey, from here to Townsville on Friday after our cruise returns. Then we booked our flight from Cairns down to Melbourne on October 27th, then hopefully (if I can convince Brennan) we'll do the Indian Pacific train from Adelaide to Perth (2.5 days of outback!)
We headed back to the room, changed into dry clothes and joined our Irish travel pals for some card games. Shithead I think was what we played mostly. It seems all their card games have some sort of expletive in them; bullshit, shithead, asshole, etc. Drinks were drank, then we headed to a pub through the torrential downpour. The outdoor pub was almost empty, but we got a pint before they closed (they had a tent roof over the seating area) then went over to the Irish pub (indoors) next to it for live music, lots of beer, singing and dancing (you know I've had a few when I'm dancing). Then the perfect end to the night; a place across the street sells poutine!! They spell it putine for some reason and the lady wasn't happy that we mentioned this several times. Then a long walk through pouring rain for another smelly, hot sleep. The whitsundays sailing trip could be interesting if it's poor weather like this. But we both bought our first boxes of goon (white wine in a box - 4 litres for 15 bucks) so that should liven things up ahaha.
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