salty dogs

This morning started when my phone rang and I looked at the clock and realized it was 8:30, the time we were supposed to be meeting to go on our sea kayaking trip. I jumped up, threw on clothes and grabbed my toothbrush before running out the door to try and catch up. Amy had sprinted ahead of me and we managed to provied entertainmentto all the other backpackers sitting around the courtyard of our hostel as they yelled words of encouragement to us. Not surprising our bus was gone and Amy and I headed to the information desk to find out about getting a taxi. At that point we hear someone shout Amy's name and find that the bus has come back. The driver had decided to come back and look for us one last time and was able to pick us out by the panicked looks on our faces. I am very happy about her decision because the trip was amazing. We had a pretty small group and kayaked out to a few of the islands and had lunch, snorkeled, and relaxed on the beach. Most of the group were only kayaking for half the day. The only others on the full day trip were a couple on their honeymoon from Boston. Our guide, Anthony, is according to some random people who recognized him on the beach, one of the most famous kayakers in Australia. I am not sure how many famous kayakers there are, but Anthony has kayaked from Australia to New Zealand and done some other very long solo kayaks. He told us stories about almost being eaten by a crocodile and sleeping on remote island beaches that were covered with lightbulbs, tvs, and Japanese whiskey bottles. We also discussed the difficulty of being a famous person, which doesn't sound that bad to me. The one letdown of the day is that I managed to get sunburned, which doesn't surprise me since I am incapable of applying sunscreen correctly. I am also still trying to figure out how to use my new mobile service, since right now I am only able to make calls to people who have sent me text messages. Hopefully I will have that figured out soon because it is very annoying, especially when trying to call back the bus driver who woke me up at 8:30 in the morning to say that I am on my way. I don't know if next time we will be so lucky.