Wednesday 8 December 2010

Disaster in Coolangatta


The jucy was very cosy or was that just the sound of the rain drops on the roof? Another short crawl today down the coast brought us to this much nicer town. The sun had even made an appearance so we flopped on the beach.



Surf looked good but the bluebottle jellyfish count put us off as at the lifeguard station they were treating at a steady rate of about 50 odd victims per hour, ouch.

About 5pm disaster struck. Within a 200 yards walk from beach to van we some how had lost the itouch!
 Last seen by Fe blowing off the sand and putting it the camera case. Then, poof, gone! Within this small space and time we had managed to misplace our one and only form of communication and source of many travel notes.

Looking back the next few hours were pretty grim. Scanning the beach like a pair of hungry seagulls, asking frantically at the surf club if anything had been handed in, turning the van inside-out over and over again. But nothing. As darkness fell we both kinda knew she was a gonna, it was a case of who was going admit it first.

Through our searching quest a few comments made by locals had stuck as the general feel seemed to be that there was little or no hope that anyone would do the right thing in Coolangatta as most, if not all, will just pocket it as a nice find. We finally admitted defeat and accepted that the beach had claimed yet another piece of traveller treasure. We then spent the next half an hour in a dark and very dodgy internet cafe changing all our passwords for all account apps stored on the itouch. Not sure which was worse, the searching for the lost item or sat changing passwords in that place!!

Needless to say our second night in the Jucy mobile wasn't a cheery one.

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