It's insane how from Easter to April 18th so much has changed.........

Everything in life generally changes extremely quickly when you are backpacking. This is typically a good thing. Usually such a wonderful thing that changing routine almost becomes like this magical drug that you just want to keep going....or be somewhere and saving money....None of that really happened in Cairns for the most part....Other then the handful of terrible things that happened Cairns is a really darling place....however the past week Cairns seemed to be angry and unfortunate incidents occured.

My dear friend Travis got into an accident and was flown to Townsville (I wont get into the details I'm sure anyone who knows him and is reading this already knows)....Basically it was the scariest thing I have ever gone through, and I'm am so happy that he is going to be okay. This happened about a week and a half ago on a Saturday night....

We went down to see him in Townsville and I honestly was not sure what to expect....I was so relieved though when I saw he was okay. He should be getting out this week so I must divise a plan to kidnap his butt...

After coming back from Townsville I moved to Innisfail to another stinking banana town and am banana sorting all day and it's the greatest experience I've ever had *sarcasm* ....a*hem...
Sometimes I just sink deep into weird fantasy day dream rants and vision dumb situations to make time go faster....Sometimes when a song that I like comes on the radio I'll think how cool it would be if the whole factory broke out into dance Broadway styles....Examples as the banana inspectors would hop on the bad banana belt and dance down...as the cutters would do cartwheels in the water doing tricks with their knives...Then the hangers could swing from the banana ropes, as the humpers come in on the tractor all singing in harmony styles.....The packers could maybe play the drums on thier boxes and do a stomp like routine...Ohhh the possibilities are endless really....

Yesterday I thought all the inspectors were going to get the axe...I swear...The banana gods were angry.....At this point I don't care because I have one and a half more days until I ditch this banana career... In the mean time I will pick out bad bananas and throw them on a moving belt that gets taken to a big truck and then dumped in a field somewhere in a land of mystery......

I don't really have much more to say to be honest......I'm just really glad that Trav is okay...Anything else that I would have to say would be quite trivial and petty.........(I suppose most things are really)......

So bye now...................
Bananas are evil