The second day we decided to go to the river. Now, the thing about this river is that there was recently a crocodile found in it. Excellent. To get to the river, we had to go through a few tunnels, full of cool graffiti, walk through a few fields and a few residential areas, and down a path over a marsh that could have been the section of zoo where you go for croc sight-seeing. There were tons of rope swings, with kids climbing and jumping like monkeys into the water. It was quite the sight. I had a weird feeling about going in… I don’t know why. Maybe it was the recent croc discovery, but who knows. Anyways, I definitely chickened out, although I played the role of an excellent photographer!
The boys kept on attempting to throw me in the water, but I made it very clear that this would result in a very upset Emily. We went a little bit father up the river and found a few young boys trying to climb this insanely high tree. One of them was too short to reach the section of the tree that you needed to grab onto to get up any farther. Of course, we decided to give him a boost. Thank goodness he didn’t end up falling…
Crazy River.
That night we went down town Townsville. Before we went out, we got to know a few of the students staying in the residence. Lots of them were only 17 or 18 years old, in their first year of uni. I felt old. There were also lots of American exchange students. One of the guys that I met told me he was in a fraternity (he insisted I didn’t say “frat”) and asked me to guess which one. I guessed on my second try. Pretty impressive, considering how many there are! Downtown was overall a great night. Caught the bus home and met an Aussie bloke that taught me a few Aussie nursery rhymes:
“Give me a home among the gum trees,
with lots of plum trees.
A sheep or two, a kangaroo, a clothes line out the back…
Verandah out the front, and an old rocking chair”
I wish I could show you the awesome actions that go along with it!
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