The beaches are amazing. The sand has a similar texture and color to brown sugar, but doesn't taste like it. The water is equally as great. Perfect temperature with not a rock to be seen. There are designated areas that people are to swim in. If you go out of bounds, there is no guarantee that a life guard will save you, or even see you for that matter. They seem to do an excellent job at patrolling. If even one person is out of bound, or just about to be, they yell on their megaphone at the person and tell them to come back to the safe zone. The thing you have to be most careful about is the rip - or as a friend said, the R.I.P. The water has a very strong pull. I went swimming a couple times and had the time of my life. You have to make sure that you jump over and swim under the waves, otherwise you'll get yourself wrapped under the waves and it'll be difficult to get back up. Yikes!
The food was excellent. We tried a variety, from Italian to Thai. I was serenaded by an older Italian man during dinner. I was lucky enough to score his CD, so I could cherish and relive the moment whenever I wanted... uhhh.
We drank some delicious wine and enjoyed some of the best prawns I've ever had. One night I was going to order kangaroo fillet, but my dad told me it was bad karma. I guess he's right. Apparently it is one of their most popular dishes because it's an extremely lean meat. They also sell it in grocery stores. One day I will. Maybe on my last day...
The shopping was interesting. To put this in a sensitive way, they weren't the classiest of clothes. For example, one store was called "Trashy Shoes". Cute shoes actually, but you get the gist of my message. Surfer's paradise is definitely a party zone. I was staying a couple km down the beach - at Broadbeach - so it was a little less wild.
We also went up to Q1 Tower. It had the most amazing view. Definitely worth the 77 floor elevator ride.
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