Zelma’s Trip

On the Tuesday I was lying in bed feeling slightly worse for wear when the cleaning ladies arrived.  By this point Nadine had checked out and a German couple had checked in for the day.  The cleaning ladies were distinctly unimpressed by the state of the room and the numerous beer bottles scattered everywhere.  The first lady (not the President’s wife the first cleaning lady) pointed to a pile of bottles and asked the poor German girl if they were hers when she had only just arrived.  After this she walked round saying, “filthy room”, and the like prior to calling another of her cleaner mates to show her just how disgusting it was!  Those pesky Australians…actually I don’t think it was their sole fault to be fair.  The whole situation would have been absolutely hilarious if I didn’t feel like death.

I spent the day around Airlie and the lagoon.  Perhaps the highlight of the day was Pete’s banana experiment.  Someone ate a banana (not Eric, the absence of name is due to the fact that I can’t remember who it was) and I asked if anyone had ever seen anyone slip on a banana skin, or indeed if this was even possible, unless of course you had been drawn.  Pete then decided that he should do a ‘Mythbusters’ on the subject and spent a good few minutes jumping on the skin and trying to slide but to no avail.  Eventually, however he did manage to slide on the banana skin and stacked it on the floor, and I got a lovely video of the whole thing.

In the evening Aisling and Aaron (two Irish people) checked into the room.  Katherine headed out with a friend and the rest of us hit the town.  People dwindled off for various reasons but it was another big and fun night in Airlie.  Well, that is, apart from one guy telling me that I had, “evil eyes” when I was outside a bar having a cigarette.  I was mightily put out by this, after all they are perhaps what I consider my best asset.  This was then not helped by his friend arriving and saying, “nah she’s okay, she’s cool, she has dimples”.  So then I was left there, more than slightly bemused, first trying to justify the fact that I didn’t have evil eyes and secondly the fact I don’t have dimples.  My roommates turned out to be really sound and the night was a good one.  Well, until we all got back to the room and there were some unwanted noises coming from one of the beds which prompted Pete to announce, “Hey guys, you do realise this is a share dorm”.  Okay, enough on that subject me thinks.

On Wednesday I was again in bed when the cleaners arrived but they were in better spirits, despite there again being numerous articles banned on the premises strewn around the floor.  Okay that sounded much worse than it was meant to, I’m referring to empty bottles here as alcohol was not permitted due to a lack of licence.  Andrew got me some much welcome muesli and banana and we headed down to the lagoon.  Later on I booked my ticket for the evil long bus journey out of Airlie to 1770.  I chilled out with Andrew, who I found out was called Dome by the other guys as he shaved his head at school and it was dome shaped (as opposed to cuboid or something obviously) until it was time to head down to the bus pick up point.