
Feeding the Batfish
DAY 11: February 28th, Airlie Beach and Long Island
This morning was supposed to be a wander round the idyllic Airlie Beach, sit by the lagoon reading the morning papers in the sun, paddle in the sea, walk along the boardwalk and take in the holiday atmosphere. A huge black cloud creeping nearer and nearer meant that a quick race around the lagoon was all we had time for before the heavens opened and we clambered into the dry haven of the Territory. There isn’t an awful lot to do when it rains at Airlie Beach other than eat and drink, and after last night’s excesses then we didn’t really fancy that.
So, we headed off to Shute Harbour to get an earlier ferry across to Long Island, where we would be staying for the next few days. It was such a shame about the rain because it makes such a difference to how you perceive a place, the views driving to Shute Harbour are beautiful, but in the bleakness of the rain we may as well have been driving past BOCM in Selby.
Of course, we managed to have just missed one of the ferries and had to wait over an hour until the next one, on plastic chairs which we had to wipe dry with a serviette and sipping at a rather extortionately priced cup of tea. The worst thing about rain in hot climates is that they still have to have the air conditioning on, because it is not actually cold outside. The resulting combination of wet skin and an icy stream of air blowing on you is not very pleasant and we spent the trip to Long Island huddled up in the cabin.
Air conditioning is a constant niggle for me, places just don’t seem to ever get it right. I think that air conditioning should be at such a temperature that you don’t actually notice it, so that it is cool to walk into on a hot day but you don’t then have to put a coat, hat and gloves on in order to eat your meal without goose-bumps appearing all over you. But, places seem to think if they have air con, then it must be at minus seven so that everybody knows about it. There are restaurants where I know I will have to take a jacket with me even though it is mid-thirties outside, which is daft! Maybe they could consider having designated areas in the restaurants colder, so that instead of the smoking/non-smoking question we get asked, “would you like the freezing cold area or the pleasantly cool section?”