According to the Rough Guide, this time of year in the dreaded build-up to the wet season ‘the weak willed or insufficiently drunk can flip out and go troppo as the unbearable tensions of heat, humidity and dysfunctional air-conditioning push people over the edge.’ We find almost everyone to be extremely friendly and helpful but the climate does sap your energy. After organizing a hire car for tomorrow we spend most of the day relaxing or doing chores at the hostel. It is a pleasant place with mature palms, tree ferns and Frangipani in blossom. Sue enjoys the heady fragrance. I find it a bit sickly.
In the evening we walk half an hour to Cullen Bay, an area with bars and restaurants around a marina, and eat Barramundi washed down with fizzy water and a bottle of sauvignon blanc as the sun sets.
