Agnes Water, OZ
Well, I'm finally leaving and this time it's for real. I've got four other people coming with me tomorrow as we drive up to Airlie Beach. Of the four, one of them is Eva.
I mentioned in my last post that I'd kissed a girl and that girl is Eva. She's from Germany, Mainz, 6'1" blonde and very very cool. It's amazing how quickly we hit it off, how well we get along, and how difficult it is to keep our hands off each other. She's the reason that I'm finally leaving, I'd said for months that it was going to take a tall blonde European to get me out of here, and I was right. We've been together for over a week now, we've gone surfing together half a dozen times, which has been a lot of fun. I'm pretty danged happy, and so is she. Last week, she suggested going up to Airlie and doing the Whitsundays together. Yesterday, she sold her car, and is now ready to move into Vacilando. We're taking it one day at a time, but each day has been great. And, the sex.....yeah.
Yesterday was Ben's 18th birthday. Ben is one of the three guys whose house I've been parked next to for the last couple of weeks. I would've left last weekend, but I had to stay for his birthday. And being his 18th, I offered to throw him a party, as I have a bit of knack for that type of thing here. So, I threw my final party in Agnes, the first one in over six weeks, and the first party we've had since New Year's. It was a hell of a shindig. We went to the beach and it was the first that I've thrown on the beach that the rain didn't end (well, drive everyone else away, I never left because of the rain). It went late, the final group of 15 people left about an hour before sunrise. Ben, Paul, Eva and I watched dawn break on the beach. Well, not so much Ben. He passed out at some point during the night, and was still rather drunk when we finally woke him. He went swimming twice (the first time in clothes), spoke in gibberish for a while, but in the end we managed to shepherd him up the hill and get him home safe and sound, somewhere around 6.30am.
The other part of the night was that for the first time in over a month, Sam and I spoke to each other. Since I moved out of the hostel we hadn't spoken to each other, and I'd resigned myself to the fact that we probably wouldn't speak again. But, Sam asked me if we could talk last night, and I'm so glad that we were able to finally close the gap that had existed between us. Sam apologized to me for the pain that caused me, something that she said was not easy for her. It meant a lot to me, and still does. And, I'm glad that when I leave that I'll be able to say goodbye to her.
So, I'm ready to leave. For 3.5 months this has been my home. By far, the longest that I've spent in any one place during the course of this trip. And, it's been wonderful. I've made so many friends here, half the town considers me a local. I truly surfed for the first time, and I dove on the Great Barrier Reef. I spent the holidays here, starting with Halloween and going through the New Year. For over 2 months I was the concierge in the hostel. I've gone through some of the most difficult times I've had on this trip, and I've had some of the greatest times as well. It's going to be hard to leave.
So, I've got to get Vac packed, take care of a few odds and ends, and then tomorrow, for the first time, I'm actually going to head out of town, back into civilization, traffic lights, supermarkets and fast food chains. It all seems so surreal.
I mentioned in my last post that I'd kissed a girl and that girl is Eva. She's from Germany, Mainz, 6'1" blonde and very very cool. It's amazing how quickly we hit it off, how well we get along, and how difficult it is to keep our hands off each other. She's the reason that I'm finally leaving, I'd said for months that it was going to take a tall blonde European to get me out of here, and I was right. We've been together for over a week now, we've gone surfing together half a dozen times, which has been a lot of fun. I'm pretty danged happy, and so is she. Last week, she suggested going up to Airlie and doing the Whitsundays together. Yesterday, she sold her car, and is now ready to move into Vacilando. We're taking it one day at a time, but each day has been great. And, the sex.....yeah.
Yesterday was Ben's 18th birthday. Ben is one of the three guys whose house I've been parked next to for the last couple of weeks. I would've left last weekend, but I had to stay for his birthday. And being his 18th, I offered to throw him a party, as I have a bit of knack for that type of thing here. So, I threw my final party in Agnes, the first one in over six weeks, and the first party we've had since New Year's. It was a hell of a shindig. We went to the beach and it was the first that I've thrown on the beach that the rain didn't end (well, drive everyone else away, I never left because of the rain). It went late, the final group of 15 people left about an hour before sunrise. Ben, Paul, Eva and I watched dawn break on the beach. Well, not so much Ben. He passed out at some point during the night, and was still rather drunk when we finally woke him. He went swimming twice (the first time in clothes), spoke in gibberish for a while, but in the end we managed to shepherd him up the hill and get him home safe and sound, somewhere around 6.30am.
The other part of the night was that for the first time in over a month, Sam and I spoke to each other. Since I moved out of the hostel we hadn't spoken to each other, and I'd resigned myself to the fact that we probably wouldn't speak again. But, Sam asked me if we could talk last night, and I'm so glad that we were able to finally close the gap that had existed between us. Sam apologized to me for the pain that caused me, something that she said was not easy for her. It meant a lot to me, and still does. And, I'm glad that when I leave that I'll be able to say goodbye to her.
So, I'm ready to leave. For 3.5 months this has been my home. By far, the longest that I've spent in any one place during the course of this trip. And, it's been wonderful. I've made so many friends here, half the town considers me a local. I truly surfed for the first time, and I dove on the Great Barrier Reef. I spent the holidays here, starting with Halloween and going through the New Year. For over 2 months I was the concierge in the hostel. I've gone through some of the most difficult times I've had on this trip, and I've had some of the greatest times as well. It's going to be hard to leave.
So, I've got to get Vac packed, take care of a few odds and ends, and then tomorrow, for the first time, I'm actually going to head out of town, back into civilization, traffic lights, supermarkets and fast food chains. It all seems so surreal.
posted by Bob Stein at 9:18 PM
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