The Samurai and crew

The name Airlie Beach is a misnomer, since there is no beach here. That's a shame, since the water is a beautiful shade of turquoise. Instead of a beach, there is a nice artificial lagoon, where I hung out until it was time to catch my boat, the Samurai. it's a very small boat, with room for only 20 people. There are only 12 of us, though: a Swiss couple, two Irish lads, a Canadian woman, a Spanish guy, an Italian woman, three German babes, the obligatory Korean guy who doesn't speak English, and me. No English people, strangely enough. No worries, though, since the crew is mostly English (all the Ausies are working in England). We raced out to the islands, and I had no idea what I had signed up for, since the deck was tilted at 45 degrees for the two hour trip. This left only a small area at the rear to sit on, so we all huddled there. When we arrived it was dark, so we hung out until the water-taxi came to take us to the island pub, where we only stayed an hour since it was so dead. Back at the boat we went to bed pretty early, since the deck is so small so there's nowhere to hang out.