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Thursday, May 31, 2012

Day 3. Wineglass Bay - Tasmania, AU

9th March 2012, Friday

Rise and shine! Time to wake up for the new day ahead! Hahaha. Out of all my days in Hobart, I was actually anticipating this day tour the most since it required some hiking and best of all, from the research, Wineglass bay looked so picturesque. But yesterday from my Port Arthur land tour, the 2 korean girls I had met told me it wasn't as great as it seemed to be. Its perhaps they had expected so much, and yet when they were really there, they were slightly disappointed. It doesn't look as nice as the pictures they had seen. OH DEAR. Crap.

As usual I barely managed to wake up. I was telling myself, I don't even wake up that early for work! And yet during holidays, I have to wake up so much earlier. Because the day tour started at 7.25am. An hour in advance, had meant I gotta wake up at 6.25am, but I only woke up at 6.45am. Hahaha... Breakfast skipped. See the reason.. ? But luckily everything still turned out fine. Weeee.

This time round, I sat inside the van, not at the rear seats. But I regretted. But its okay. I would just enjoy my ride for the day. Since I'm wearing a skirt and it would not be convenient for me to move around. It certainly didn't disappoint anyways, because I got to know my group members better; they were sitting all around me, and we chatted around. Got to know this girl from Germany, Lissa. She was so friendly. It was her that I met up with back in Sg too! I had a dinner with her before she headed back to Thailand, and to Frankfurt. Ahahaha, I met that French guy again! Hahahaha such a coincidence, I didn't know he had signed up for this land tour as well. But he's pretty shy... my colleagues were all yelling at me, why I didn't go get his contact! HAHA.................. maybe I should have huh. He shy, I'm also shy. Haha!

We sped, and on the way the tour guide told us, wineglass bay that area is considered the most warmest in Tasmania. The climate was still warm as compared to Hobart, and I felt the heat the moment the van door opened. I should have wore a short sleeve and jacket, so I could take out the jacket anytime I want.

There were 3 routes to the Wineglass bay, the lookout taking 1.5 hours, and the actual hike to the beach was going to take 3 hours. There was another route that leads to... this Mt. Amos, which probably was going to take at least 3 - 4 hours. I thought I could make it all the way to the beach, but upon reaching the lookout, I decided against it.

The hike towards the lookout was great! It was comfortable to walk in, sandy routes and no big rocks blocking. Very easy to hike, albeit one will require a little energy to last throughout. Walking with the rest of the group members, I realised my body energy couldn't keep up with them, they were very fit. One step, one more step, I'm gonna reach, I told myself. Keeping my mind free of thoughts, and just concentrating to finish the hike. Along the way, we joked and laughed.

Then we reached the lookout. Apparently they spent a lot of money to build the lookout. The stones that formed the steps for us to hike on were transported by helicopter which charged like 1k AUD per hour, if I'm not wrong. The view... was good. It would be even better if there weren't a lot of fog. Part of the reason it did not look the same as those postcards was because of the immense fog that surrounded the bay. And just another stuff I had regretted not bringing; I forgot to bring my polariod lens. That would have enhanced the the whole bay to be more blue, and had removed the fog to reveal a more blue sky. I also forgot to bring the lens when I went for my Port Arthur day tour as well.

We went to honeymoon bay after that. I've no idea why it was named like that, I couldn't see the connection. Hahaha. One of our tour mates actually went to hike Mt. Amos! We were wondering where he went and had to wait for quite some time, and were worried if he may be lost. Hahaha I had a small incident along the way back. I got held up while taking photos and the other rest were moving on pretty fast, suddenly I was left alone all by myself. I was terrified. Went this way it just didn't feel right, and went the other way, it too didn't feel right. I didn't want to explore further quietly, having watched a number of documentaries, my radar of LOST shot up instinctively. And without further prompt I quickly shouted for Lissa. I didn't want to get lost. Although it may sound silly, and you may say, its not easy to get lost in this commercialized area anyways, hey what if I went towards the wrong direction. Which I nearly did. They were all laughing and teasing me, but deep inside I felt relived.

With my family around, I'm always laid back, thinking they would always be here since they were traveling with me throughout. Without them around, I lost that pillar of support. Greatly. Even with friends, we were also on the lookout for each other. The reliance was there. But being alone, the feeling of afraid. Ah, so this is the reason why people do not dare / require a lot of courage to travel alone. You have to get used to moving alone. You have to get used to socialise with people on the roads. You have to get used to being lost, alone. You have to get used to making decisions and judge situations independently. You have to learn to be a little more street smart. Only then, you will discover the tingling satisfaction of traveling alone.

They say overseas students are moulded with a set of independent mindset. Yes in a way, and no in a way. Mostly are, though. But traveling alone? I would say a definite yes, an independent attitude and thinking. Either you go half independently, coming back feeling the great satisfaction, or you go fully independently, coming back feeling even more nostalgic for your determination. Either ways, they both grant you the sweet fruits you deserve if you are independent enough.

In my own country, I don't find a problem navigating around. I could be lost; but anytime, anywhere I could flag a cab and move around. However in a foreign country, its different. Just. Different.

And so. I'm back to hostel! Hmmm was wondering what to eat for my dinner. I had packed a cup of noodles, so I was wondering to finish that off. Not that there was nothing to eat, the food here in Hobart is perfectly fine for me. I'm an easy eater, so as long as I do not get stomachache after that. I realised I did not even have to pack cup noodles, and now I had to think of ways to get rid of it. Met Sam and she was wondering where I was! I joined them for dinner, and in the end, I ate their food. Haha. They were glad I finished off their food because they couldn't finish it. They had cooked pasta and it was such a big serving. Actually they had cooked it 2 days ago, but then they couldn't finish for that night. They kept for tonight but they also had other food to accompany with. They were so happy when I finished. Its delicious! Yummy, both the cream and the tomato based pasta.

It was really nice to meet such nice girls whom I can chat with freely. Somehow its the instant connection that we all had felt, and the conversations were so frank and down to earth that it shocked me every now and then, how much we were able to communicate in such a short time. They were able to let their emotions flow naturally, and I think that's probably the reason I'm also able to connect with them easily. Not to mention, we all have the common topics to discuss. Hehe, I don't think I can ever forget how you all describe your trip here, and some of the experiences you all had came across! Its so funny and memorable. I don't know how to explain, I think I'm so lucky to meet them. I'm so thankful!

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