We woke up that morning to nothing but grey clouds and misty rain... Oh! and this gorgeous wild cockatoo that stopped by to say hi. As we ventured outside of our room it started down-pouring leaving us to run a few errands first, like get some food and book some super awesome tours. We figured even if the rain didn't let up, which we regretted to find that our whole week there was predicted to rain, we'd hit the lagoon that overlooked the beach and islands.
Fortunately for for us just as we made our last errand to the bank the rain cleared up and we dunked ourselves in the nearly empty lagoon. There we tested the limits of my new waterproof camera for nearly three hours. And here is where Jo, my trusty companion, makes his first photo appearance! Mostly due to his wicked skills in underwater modeling, who knew? Just slap on a mermaid... excuse me, merman tail, repeat the line "moisture is the essence of water" and you got yourself the new male model of the year!
After we splashed around in the lagoon our stomaches led us to the Hog's Breath Cafe where we enjoyed some of their specialty cocktails and hefty meals. Unfortunately we couldn't bring back any of the hefty specialty meals because apparently they do not have a take-away license. Make sense to you? Because it sure doesn't to me. Good bye half burger wrap that I had to waste because I was already about to explode. And yes, that was a burger wrap.
The rest of the night was gorgeous and we watched the sunset from the deck of Hog's Breath while we let our stomachs settle. We then observed American license plates scattered amongst their vintage decor. This isn't the first time I've seen restaurants here do something similar. I'm pretty sure Australia is where all American license plates come to retire. It is paradise after all, isn't it?