Travel log: Port Douglas

Perfect sunshine in a wintry Port Douglas

Week three of travels has taken us back across the Tasman sea to Northern Queensland in Australia.  The final leg of our holiday has crept up on us like the misty fog I spied climbing stealthlike...up and over nearby mountains this morning.  My first forty-eight hours in Port Douglas included stories about pythons who keep the local cat population in check, admiring braham cattle in the mountains, and swimming in the tropical rain.  The weather does not hinder you in this town.  Its winter but we went snorkelling today - quite normal here. 

I am also astonished but happy to note that it's possible to survive with one suitcase and one carry-on luggage for this long a period.  I confess to adding two pairs of shoes to the suitcase and a few trinkets, however this lady is doing remarkably well.  Those ' Exit through the gift shop' sightseeing events can be quite treacherous but if you just trot straight through - eyes front, no sideward glances or peeking ladies!  You can outsmart those impulse buys.  At least that's worked thus far...now how to avoid buying art whilst overseas...anyone?  My mantra as I walk into the local galleries here. "You do not need one, you do not, you do..you...honey, how long will it take to ship one of those back?"  

A/N:  Photo courtesy of yours truly.  A lovely sparkly sunset this afternoon.  I am also very happy to report that I have been able to maintain my writing throughout the travels!  Still cheering for Team WIP!