The weather is grim. As we board we're handed yellow raincoats to ward off the driving rain. Sitting on deck and not being able to see much beyond grey skies is depressing. It's always supposed to be sunny in the Whitsundays. Surely.
Not only that but I'm with a Contiki group of 20 somethings. They're ok really. I'm just really attached to my bed these days. Later that evening a couple of hours after I'd gone to bed I hear the Deckie say to the Dutch girl in the bunk below me 'My bed's wet, I'm sleeping with you. Have you done spoons before?' Oh no. I can't believe it. They're going to have sex beneath me. Luckily I don't hear anything else. The next day she tells me she kicked him out an hour later.
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