Day 16 – Hamilton Island

Some kid on the airplane this morning broke the world record of “kid crying on an airplane.” Totally shattered it. The kid was the Michael Phelps of crying on airplanes. I’ve honestly never seen anything like it. It YELLED at the top of its lungs for over an hour of a 2.25 hour flight. Unreal. And it sat in the chair directly in front of me. Perhaps this is what we get for staying in a place that doesn’t allow children.

Hamilton Island is our base to the Great Barrier Reef, as well as the “nice, sunny, beach-y” part of our honeymoon; the last stop before a brief layover in Sydney, then back to New York.

After getting settled in, we treated ourselves to massages. Well, a couple strangers did the massaging…afterwards, as we were “enjoying the view” (as we were told to do), a three and a half foot lizard walked by. Later in the evening a gigantic hissing beetle flew into our bungalow. I can't overstate how loudly this thing could hiss. Then we saw some bizarre bird with really long legs.

But no platypuses.

Also, the bad mainland weather has followed us here. It rained much of the afternoon, but it’s still very warm, in the high 80s. Wind permitting, we’re supposed to fly out to the barrier reef tomorrow morning. We’ll see…

Another free bottle of champagne...

Champagne bathrobe sunset party on the deck...that screaming kid is but a memory.

Our own little pool...