Given recent disagreements with a certain, unhelpful, lying, deceitful company who go back on their word, I will keep things brief regarding the tent incident. Basically, we went to Cairns, had to get a motel at our expense, had to eat out as we couldn't well pull out a gas cooker in the middle of their car park at practically 9pm. The next day we visited the Cairns branch of the 'unnamed' store, the staff were very helpful at this particular store, replaced our tent and got us the correct feet. We were called by the store in which we bought the equipment, we were promised reimbursement but suffice to say they went back on their word, as implied earlier in this paragraph. (Even recalling all this to type it down makes me exceedingly cross, I, nor is my partner, one to cheat the system, lie to benefit in an way or anything of the sort...).
We took Phil to the hospital, he got his shoulder seen to, it wasn't great news and Phil didn't want to hear it, he may have to quit sport. Only thing with that is that Phil is not a quitter and he's played sport his whole life, he refused to hear that. He's had physio on the shoulder and carried on playing the sport regardless of the bother of the injury.
Anyway, after that was all done it was late in the day so we stayed in Cairns another night at a caravan park. We went for a walk along the beach front but stayed away from the water due to Crocodile warnings, that's Northern Australia for you. I went and completed another challenge set by the O'Beirne's prior to leaving them, this one was purchase a middy above the 26th parallel. Success.
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Using Phil as a sun shield whilst
we waited for Marco. |
Trying to use the new tent was scary for the both of us, it wasn't the best sleep and Phil was apprehensive about using something that failed us, but I had to keep reassuring him, more for my own sake than his, that it was the feet that failed us, not the tent.
The next day turned out to be a good one, I managed to catch up with not one, but two! of my friends from Dunsborough. First was a catch up and milkshake with the beautiful lovely Pei, how I had missed her and loved hearing of her adventure across Australia from Dunsborough to Cairns. Then I managed to get hold of Marco, my favourite Marco. No offense Marco Argiolas. Marco's English has improved immensely and we sent a little video to Olja who was missing us all. Unfortunately I hadn't managed to see Luca which was a shame, but I'm sure we will meet again in the future.
After this it was time to find the post office to send off a postcard to my nieces. Once I'd posted the card it was once again off on another stage of the adventure... hopefully without incident.
We took Phil to the hospital, he got his shoulder seen to, it wasn't great news and Phil didn't want to hear it, he may have to quit sport. Only thing with that is that Phil is not a quitter and he's played sport his whole life, he refused to hear that. He's had physio on the shoulder and carried on playing the sport regardless of the bother of the injury. 
Trying to use the new tent was scary for the both of us, it wasn't the best sleep and Phil was apprehensive about using something that failed us, but I had to keep reassuring him, more for my own sake than his, that it was the feet that failed us, not the tent. 
After this it was time to find the post office to send off a postcard to my nieces. Once I'd posted the card it was once again off on another stage of the adventure... hopefully without incident. 