Sh*t Sundays

We travelled down from Cairns to the WhitSundays, which are a group of 'idylic' islands close to the Great Barrier Reef. I was really looking forward to the kind of R&R that 160 notes a night buys, so surely nothing could go wrong, especially after this shot of SWDU on Hamilton, the main Island...!





...How wrong could I be! The resort had just been purchased by Club Crocodile in a murky deal involving a didgeriedoo and a gross of koalas. The end result was a swiftly renamed Club Crocko'sh*t by SWDU!

The beach had been stripped of sand for a local kiddies playground and the rooms had been purchased from a bloke in Beirut who had swapped them for an oozie using Ebay. He also chucked in the 1973 Butlins operating manual, which the Island later embraced with some gusto!

To help you picture the scene, here's a couple of pics of the room. I particularly liked the balcony, which had been styled around the cells at Alcatraz.

Undeterred, we decided to explore the island further and walked through the forest to the neighbouring resort. We later found out that Queensland has ten of the deadliest eleven snakes in the world - and then there's the the nasty spiders, too! Won't be doing that again!!!

Oh well...Worse things happen at sea I guess...!

StevieWonders
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