Man down

So the next 5 days in Bundaberg were a bit of a blur, loads of rain broken by sections of sun and some XXXX. That's not four kisses or quadruple x as Celia calls it, but four x, the great Australian beer. By now i was horribly sick and house bound, the infections on my mosquito bites permeating my entire body resulting in high high fever and the sorest throat in the world bar none. I'm not overreacting, promise! Fortunately this Austrian girl we met in in India gave us some anti-biotics and i started double dosage. My parents convinced I have malaria, begging me to go to the hospital at the same time or i will die.

Well I didn't die and my fever went and I felt strong again for the first time in a long time, just in time as the sun made an appearance for us so we headed down to the beach for some fish and chips. Have a taste of the Australian sun, it's a killer and not to be messed with. Dunno how they killed the ozone here, but it makes a huge difference and getting burnt in 5 minutes is a simple task which Monika can profess too achieving on one of these days.

Spending time at home with Mon and Jeremy also gave us chance to see how things work in Bundaberg. Jeremy showed me round his Chevy that he built up with some mates which Monika enjoys revving the hell out of. He is also busy altering a car and controls so that he can drive it, it really is fantastic and a super ingenious plan which will give him loads of freedom he doesn't have at the moment. We also went to see the venue that Monika and Jeremy went to book for their impending wedding, Fairymead house. It's a smashing place and the cheapest venue hire ever. The guy reckons the price has stayed the same for 12 years. That's commitment!

Our final night had to come and Celia and I had booked a very special outing to go see the Turtles at Mon Repos turtle rookery, seriously can't wait!