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My First Taste of Noosa
Wednesday 23rd February – Noosa, Australia
It’s often evident on my travels that I don’t spend nearly enough time in any one place to form an educated or accurate opinion of anywhere, and I wanted Australia to be different. I wanted to live in each place I went, learning about the local ways and traditions, testing the water for any future possibility in settling in such a place. I guess culture isn’t really evident here in OZ, and it certainly doesn’t take long to adjust to each new town or city, but I want to find a place that I could at least enjoy enough to warrant staying for a period of time. I may just have found such a place in Noosa.
Noosa is akin to a seaside town, full of the hustle and bustle of tourists and locals alike. People from all corners of the globe congregate onto the beaches and nearby shops and food outlets, mingling with one another and sharing in the joyful atmosphere. I have never been one for busy cities, but give me a busy seaside town any day! In the city it is hard to escape the noise and the crowds. The tall skyscrapers seem to swallow everything up and are forever leaning over you, watching your every move. When by the sea, you’ve only to walk a short distance to find a piece of sand or sea that you can call your own, if only for a few hours or so. In the city everybody moves as though today is their last day on this planet, but at the beach, people relax and enjoy doing nothing at all.
My journey here began in Brisbane earlier in the morning, and the Greyhound Coach was particularly busy this day. There were no spare seats. Upon arriving in Noosa Heads, we were met by our respective drivers to take us onward to our chosen hostels. It soon became clear I had chosen the best of all. Most hostels in the main town are larger and less personal than that which I had chosen. The few people who had booked the same hostel as I were a cool bunch, and the driver was a cool kiwi guy.
Flashpackers is situated away from the main drag, and took a few minutes to get there, but the initial impression of the place was extremely positive. Already I could see that the staff were friendly, as were the owners and guests, and the cleanliness and state of the hostel are second to none. It all looked new, and the beds were as comfy as I have ever had, with Two pillows! I was already hugely impressed and felt instantly at home in this small, personal hostel.
The next step was to walk back into town for a look around. The hostel has a free shuttle service to and from the town regularly, but I seldom use transportation unless I absolutely must. My legs are still good and I like to use them as often as I can. I visited main beach and walked to the spit. The wind was a little fierce today and blew the sand around my feet. Shapes began to emerge from the ever-moving, swirling clouds of sand, and I thought how it must resemble the northern lights for the way the shapes formed and faded, though I have yet to see the true northern lights.
A group of children were out in the ocean having a lesson, and I stood to watch for a while. It was clear that some of these kids were as young as seven or eight, yet they were rushing out into the ocean on their boards – fearless and able – and were riding the waves back into the shore. This is why Australian folk have no trouble in the water, and why so many tourists find themselves in danger. People are taught from a young age how to act, and what to look out for, as well as how to respect the ocean. A huge number of kids were out in the deep, and all were catching the same wave to ride back to the shore before turning and heading back out again. The stamina and strength of these kids would put a lot of people to shame. I know I would be exhausted by now, yet they kept going. It was truly great to see.
I walked back through the national park to get back to the hostel – which is a nice walk incidentally – and made my way back just before the heavens opened and the rain lashed down. It was pizza night at the hostel, and a good opportunity to meet some of the people here. A great night was finished off in front of the TV for a couple of movies. Noosa is as close to perfect as I have found yet this trip, and I may even attempt surfing again while I am here.
Already I can wholly recommend not only Noosa, but also Flashpackers as a great place to stay while here. Many people pass right on by Noosa, but my advice is to stop here, if only for a night or two. If you are anything like me, you’ll love it!!
Written by Daniel Stevens,
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