We got up at the unearthly hour of 4am for our onward journey to Hayman Island and that has kind of been how the day has continued. At the airport we were told that our cases were too heavy as the plane was only small so we had to decant some stuff into awful little laundry-type bags and these would follow on the next plane - tomorrow. AND HURRY BECAUSE YOU DON"T HAVE MUCH TIME. So there we were dragging our clothes out for all the airport to see - knickers and bras flying everywhere, it wasn't good. She eventually let our cases go even though Robert's was still slightly heavy. We got to Hamilton Island boarded the very smart launch, had a reviving glass of Bucks Fizz (at 10am) and were then told that we only had 1 piece of luggage - all 4 others would arrive, all being well, weather permitting etc. etc. tomorrow. So poor Robert only has the clothes he arrived in and has had to buy a pair of Crocs as his mosquito bites were too itchy in his trainers. We're both bitten to death and look as though we have measles!
The Hayman Island resort is pretty flash - massive pools, the rooms are all spacious suites, and there are lots of restaurants (but none with any food I really want to eat). It is supposed to be the perfect place for honeymooners but all we seem to have seen so far are drunken Aussie blokes necking great goldfish bowls of cocktails.
It can only get better I guess.
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Hey, naked travellers!! Hope you've found your clothes. Finally I've worked out how to use this (well actually Em did). Hope you're still enjoying your travels, and that your spotty bits have gone (so that's why you haven't posted any close-ups!)Still no lunchtime drinking - what is the world cumming to? Will write again tomorrow. Luv ya xxx
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