Noosa

Noosa is a very pretty seaside town, reminiscent of Newquay or Rock back in the UK. It's where a lot of Australia's rich and famous go to holiday. The main street is filled with shops and restaurants such as Hugo Boss and Jack's Australian SteakHouse. Hastings Street (the main one) runs parrallel to Main Beach, where the surf is good, and the rainforest-type trees come straight down to the ocean. There's also the river which joins the ocean here, which is a pretty awesome sight.
The hostel was an old Queenslander building - wooden frames and looked a little bit like the lodges! It had its own bar and restaurant, meaning that the self-cook kitchen was tiny. At peak times you were waiting a good hour just to get a saucepan. I slept in a cosy 5 bed dorm, with varying amounts of german and english girls. At one point, I was the only English girl in there!
The people were really friendly; I met two boys travelling together called Ben and Jordan. They'd met each other in Sydney and decided to travel together. Jordan was especially funny as he was French, and determined to improve his English. He spoke it very well, and could hold a conversation, but sometimes would come out with some gems such as "my shit! my shit! my shit don't fit my bed" and we'd have to tell him that it is pronounced sheet!!
I also met a lovely girl from Banbury and we got on really well. A few Aussies were staying there too - Jimmy was from Brisbane and up for a week for a holiday. We met whilst people-watching on the beach!! It's a hard life!
The family I was nannying for were a really lovely couple, and the children were well behaved. It made my job a lot easier! We spent most days swimming in the pool (aka sunbathing and making sure they didn't drown) and the evenings were spent with bedtime stories and some tv catch up time. I've had the pleasure of Glee and Harry Potter 4!! Litsa and Mitchell were really generous to me, and gave me half the contents of their fridge when I left so that I could feed myself for a week!!!!
Whilst looking after Zoe and Jay in the pool, another family was there with one of their children. They asked if I could babysit for them that night too, so I got double the work! People are so friendly and generous out here, it starts to make you think about how stuck up the British are as a nation.
We had a night out on the town last night, ended up leaving the club about 4am. Me and Jimmy and Oliver (a swiss banker!) thought that lying on the beach, looking at the stars would be a sensible idea. Alas, we were awoken at 6 this morning by the man cleaning the beach! All part of the experience :)
Back in Maroochy now, planning on a night out in Maloolaba or somewhere like that. Should be fun as it's not often you get to see the german guys let their hair down! Until later
Peace xxx