in hot water

Stray is definitely living up to its claim to be a company for active travelers…kind of not really the best thing at the moment, since none of us got much sleep last night, but I guess we’ll appreciate it later. After Cathedral Cove, we headed to Hotwater Beach, which is apparently one of several beaches with the same name and, presumably, similar thermal properties.

We all pitched in (some more than others, I was one of the lazier ones) to dig a big hole in the sand, which filled up with water so hot we had to add buckets upon buckets of cold seawater to make it bearable, and even then only parts of the pool were ‘habitable.’ Sabrina tried to verify the bus driver’s claim that you could cook shellfish in the hot water vents, but no luck there.

Back at the hostel, our bus driver cooked us all a delicious barbeque. Not surprisingly, the four of us crashed earlier than most of our busmates.