Back on the bus. Going to Townsville and traveling there with two Welsh girls, Anwen and Bev.
Quick story though.
Went rafting today. Amazing. They needed 6 more people to participate in the extreme rafting trip so they upgraded myself and 5 others (including the two Welsh girls) for free. Extreme rafting just means that we go to the head of the pack and don't have to wait in line behind the other rafts at each rapid, that because we move faster we get to stop and jump off rocks from 5 meters up, get out of the raft and body surf down a section of rapids (not actually that much fun), slide down a rock and get forced down underwater for 10 seconds if you have a normal amount of body weight (5 seconds if you are me), and it means that your guides are hotter.
This is not rafting like we do in Pennsylvania in July. On the bus on the way to the Tully River, one of the guides explained to us that a grade 6 rapid is a rapid that is considered deadly and undoable. As soon as some one rides that rapid and survives it becomes a grade 5. We would be on many grade 4 rapids.
Also while on the bus on the way to the river we stopped at some railroad tracks because a train was crossing. While there an Australian girl says to the driver, "Hey can you open to door for a second?" The door opens and she jumps out of the bus. Everyone starts saying, "What is she doing? Is she going to puke?" She hops back on the bus 30 seconds later, puts her hand in the air and says, "It is! It's a bag of weed!"
Which indeed it was.
Tuesday, September 16, 2008
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