A well deserved getaway

With all the stress of family crap, uni crap, relationship crap, and being sick that had decided to snow ball on me since landing in Sydney back in July, a trip to the tropical Whitsunday Islands was long awaited and well deserved. As a continuation of the "I've almost finished uni" celebrations and as a "one last hoorah" before Krystle headed back to California, the two of us jet off to the islands for a week of fun, relaxation, and partying.

The week's activities included drinking in our hostel, swimming in Airlie Beach Lagoon, drinking, dancing for no apparent reason, meeting random backpackers who played rugby, had tattoos and tongue rings, drinking with random backpackers who played rugby, had tattoos and tongue rings, meeting strange staff members at out South Molle Island Resort (and making them fix drinks for us), going sailing, drinking while sailing, chilling by the pool, eating, and drinking. I loved it. I wanna go back.

Above: Putting on a show for the people in Club M@ss on Night #1
Below: Airlie Beach Lagoon
Below: Cocktail Bar hopping on Night #2, and random backpacker boys who played rugby, could dance, had tattoos, and tongue rings




Below: Arriving at our resort on South Molle Island on Day #3






Below: Sailing to Whitehaven Beach on Day #4, with sand so white and fine you wouldn't believe it 'til you see it



Below: Chillaxing at the resort on Day #5




And finally, a spot of shopping before heading home on Day #6.

Below:This tank sums up the trip to a tee.