Sometimes there is no room in the inn, so they throw you in a Stylie Tent. I am not sure what the hostel was trying to portray through the name “Stylie Tent”, but stylish should not be the intended interpretation. What I am trying to say is, for a week I have been sleeping out back in a tent that is not the most sanitary of living conditions I have encountered. In all honesty it is not that bad, and I have made a wonderful friend with my tent mate, Mary.
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| Home Sweet Home for the past week. |
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| Mary, Jose and I enjoying a night out in Port. |
My tent also happens to be in a tropical paradise. Just a short walk to the beach, and boom you are on the set of Jurassic Park (threat of killer dinosaurs exempt). I will gladly pay the tent price to call this home for a week!
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| View that overlooks Four Mile Beach |
What is interesting about this hostel, are the amount of people obsessed with living like dirty hippies for months on end. I love peace. I sometimes like peace pipes. I always like showers and proper personal space, though. Not this breed. They like dirty feet, acid trips and coming home to a snug tent or spray painted roadie-van. While these are good people, they are not my people (much to my mothers approval may I mind you). So, those of you who were still consulting with jury on my dirty hippy conviction, the verdict has come in and I am innocent. However, I still claim to be a fun loving hippy.
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| Many of the people rent these spray painted vans and drive around OZ. |
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| Ah the tent life |
All in all Port Douglas was an amazing experience, but I couldn't stay entertained longer than one week. I loved the surrounding scenery with the rainforest and great barrier reef so easy to access. I highly recommend coming here for a long weekend, and enjoying these top sights. Post on the rainforest and Great Barrier Reef coming soon...
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| Gorgeous sunset from the marina |
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