For three eager kids, I think the distance sounded light years away after a three-hour plane ride. However, there was so much scenery to be absorbed in that I think they soon forgot the distance yet to be traveled. I know I did!
When I say scenery, picture this:
A thin, windy road circling through a mountain covered by tropical trees and even palm trees. On one side of the road is the mountains and the other is the beach with only the brightest blues and aquamarines. Like the beach in Melbourne, this one, too, had rocks strategically placed near the shore that seemed perfect for sitting. Ahead of us was a bright blue sky with the sun winding down calmly as we approached dusk. The ride brought us further and further from the airport, assuring us that Port Douglas and it's distance from the airport would make it that much more quaint, remote, and special. When we got there, we were right.
The town area was probably only a bit bigger than Ohio University's "metropolis." It's full of ethnic restaurants or ones with romantic, candle lit tables, beach shops, gelati stands, and bakeries.
Our first dinner destination was a Mexican restaurant where Jamie and I split a jug of sangria that was full of fruit.
When we got back to the hotel, we had a late night talk with Jon and Monja about all the things ahead of us over a glass of wine:
1.) Where are we going to live after this? (I wish I knew.)
2.) If one of us gets a job in one city, then what next? (Good question.)
3.) Sticky situations in the business world. (We all love those, don't we!)
4.) And a bit more, but we can call that information confidential. Don't think you're so special that you can know all the juicy details!
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