Pics taken from the ferry:
We were allowed to go for a swim before having lunch. Yey! I simply love to swim! I do it whenever I get the chance. One of the last things I did before I left Norway was taking a swim in the lake with my boyfriend. Cold as ice of course. And in July I went swimming in many different places in Switzerland, even in a fountain. But this beach on Straddie was something completely different. Big waves, sand, nice temperature. Loved it! See my big smile:
For lunch we had fried fish fresh from the sea. Delicious! About time that I ate some fish. I miss Norwegian salmon. A guy from the restaurant took us to his street where a wild koala was high up in a tree. So now I've seen a wild one too:
And this is how is looks like when Norwegian tourists see an animal in a tree:
The third, and last, part of the program were some workshops. A guy whose name I didn't get showed us some old aboriginal costumes for ceremonies and how they play the didgeridoo. It was so cool! I heard a guy play didgeridoo earlier this year, which was quite good, but he was Slovakian. This Aussie did it much better, because he is part of the indigenous people of Australia, who really know how to do it right. I don't have pictures of it, though, because my battery was low. He also taught us how to dance in the aboriginal way. Three or four dances. With sounds and stuff. But the best part was when he let us paint our own boomerang. Aborigines use mainly four colours, black, white, ocher yellow and red with a touch of brown in it. Nice earthy colours:
And here are some of the patterns and symbols we could choose from:
I didn't finish my boomerang, because I changed my mind about the colours and painted over almost everything I had made. I like to paint, but I need time to try and fail and to decide how I want it to look like. And then it started to rain. Not heavy, but some of the things I painted got washed away a bit, so I put the unfinished boomerang away in a dry place and tried to learn how to throw it instead:
I need to practice some more on my technique, because the boomerang didn't come back to me at all. The workshop-guy told us that they don't hunt for big animals with it, mainly birds. I would never have been able to hit one. I'm just a silly tourist with aboriginal paint on my face: