We slept in for a tiny bit, then headed to Daydream Island, per the suggestion of the tourist agent. We had to walk to the ferry, which was across town, but it was a nice morning (sort-of). We ate at the coffee shop while we waited to board the ferry, then sat up top on the outside deck. It was a nice boat-ride... until we rounded the corner and suddenly got slammed with a wall of water. We kept getting the fury of all the splashes so much that it was like a water park ride! And the boat was rocking so much that we could hardly stand up or move to a different seat. My boyfriend moved, but after a few more splashes, I had enough and ran downstairs to take cover. I could barely hold onto my camera, purse and the railing, and as I descended, my skirt way flying up all over the place. I couldn't hold onto it, so I just decided to go as quickly as possible and hope the boat staff didn't care! Downstairs, I entered the quiet, dry cabin and everyone turned to look at me, soaked. I sat down and tried to dry off under the cold air conditioning, but before I knew it, we were docking at Day Dream Island.
We headed inside to the tacky 80-90's looking lobby and asked what there was to do on the island. The guide recommended a shark and fish feeding that started in 20 minutes, so we signed up and then waited for that to begin. The young guide showed us baby sharks and then we got into a tank with some sharks and learned about them, held them and felt their rough skin. Then we fed fish that would probably eat your toes if you got too close, but the fish didn't seem to be very hungry, so they didn't want to eat the food we were dangling for them. Then we pet some sting rays that flapped around for us in the shallow water. It was kind-of fun, but not quite worth the money. Oh well. At least it was something to do. Then my boyfriend really wanted to check out the scheduled water polo game, going on in one of the pools so we headed over there and found a family of 3 (dad and 2 little girls on noodles) trying to throw the ball around. Good thing we weren't playing because I can just picture my boyfriend spiking the ball on a little girl's head and making her cry!
We walked around the island, got a ride to the other side, where other activities were supposed to be. We ate lunch at the only cafe that was open, chased some large birds that hissed at us, and then walked to a pool-side bar for their noon happy hour. The whole place looked kind of like a rundown carnival. I'm sure during the high season, it's overrun with families and kids, but the place was rather deserted when we were there. We got a drink, sat by the pool and relaxed for a while because there wasn't much to do...
We played mini golf on one of the worse courses I've ever seen (the greens were so torn up, it was hard to play) and it was overrun with ants. I knew my boyfriend would be so competitive with me about it and mini golf is something I am either good at or terrible. So I went into it not caring (because I didn't want to get competitive either and then frustrated if it ended up being a bad day), so I ended up being so bad that he stopped keeping score after the 4th hole. Probably for the better.
Then we walked back to the other side of the island, but this time on the "nature hike", which was just through the trees, up a hill on the other side of the island. It had some nice little look-outs. We stopped at Lover's Cove, which was a beach (a coral beach, not very sandy) and had a drink while enjoying the view. There were some wild Kangaroos that tourists feed junk food so they are pretty friendly and allow you to pet them sometimes. A wedding party was taking over the area, so as more guests arrived, we decided it was our cue to leave, and we headed back to the dock and waited for a ferry. I tried to sit up top again, but after a couple splashes, went back inside.
We walked back through downtown and my boyfriend really wanted to eat at this sushi place, so we tried it, but it was probably some of the worst food I've ever seen. Then we went home, cleaned up and walked back to town for a crappy dinner.
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