Another quaint little beach town.



Stopping for gas (petrol) and a look at Turtle Rock. Doesn't look much like a turtle from this angle.

From: Jeff Nyveen To: my friends and family Date: Mon, 31 Jan 2000 21:28:14 -0400 Subject: :) Got into Noosa yesterday. It's a lot smaller than Surfer's Paradise, a lot like Byron Bay. I already like this place. Last night, we hung out at the hostel bar. Had a pretty good time. Spent about an hour talking with Kirsty (one of the lesbians from the bus who is actually bi and a good listener to boot). We talked about how I've been feeling lately, about how I've had problems hanging out with Neil and Kenny. After a bit of talking, I realized that I need to know when to change myself and when to accept myself for who I really am. I am finally coming to grips with my introvertedness, and it's getting easier and easier for me to watch Neil pick up chicks and laugh. After the pub, Lori, Kenny, and I went down to the beach. We walked on sand so fine that it squeaked with each step, sat under the stars, and listened to the waves. I smoked my first joint. So did Kenny. We talked for a few hours, and Kenny and I learned a lot about each other. We talked about our backgrounds, his extrovertedness, my introvertedness. I told him I admired his charisma and that I was working on my shyness. I told him that I had a hard time meeting people and being friendly with strangers, and he mentioned that everyone on the Oz Experience bus probably feels the same way that I do, scared or too shy to meet anyone else, and that all I have to do is be the one to make the effort and say hello, and everyone else will appreciate it. I was starting to think that I should split up from this group so I could go out and find other people to hang out with, but I think I'm gonna stick with these guys. On the way home, I looked up and saw the most incredible stars I have ever seen. They formed a perfect band across the sky, and perfect blackness on either side. More stars than I have ever seen. I don't know if it was the pot, but it sure was beautiful. Now I'm sitting in the bar at the Noosa Reef Hotel now, watching the Super Bowl. It just ended. A pretty exciting game. I was rooting for the Titans, and watching that guy stretching for the end zone with the football in his hand was heart-breaking. They kept on cutting from the commercials and back to the game in the middle of the play, which was kind of annoying. Instead of all the cool commercials that the rest of you got in the States, we got soccer league commercials and instructional videos for those not familiar with the rules of American football. Lindsay and I spent most of the time explaining the rules to our English and Scottish friends. In a few minutes, we're off to the beach. No regrets. Jeff

The X marks the spot where I smoked my first joint.



The ocean view from Noosa National Park.
(photo from the Internet)



A tree reaches out to the kayaker.



At the Boiling Pot.



Neil, Kenny, and Steve. Check out the tits on Stevie.
(photo from Kenny)



Noosa Heads.



Jane and Steve on the Noosa River ferry.
(photo by Kenny)


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