Port Dougles

We arrive in Port Douglas and it is very changed since we were here last. It's a busy coastal tourist village and the main street is chock-a-block with people shopping and just hanging out at the many restaurants and eateries. We grab some brunch and decide to head off and check out the scene on our own. Of course the two professional shoppers, Wendy and Liz team up to "Do Port Douglas" while Nick heads off to find a swimming hole (I am sure he would strip down to his Speedos if he found a bucket in Alice Springs!) and I am happy to just meander along the main street and check out the passing parade.

Once again there are hundreds of didgeridoos and boomerangs for sale. I don't know how they all make a buck. In one shop there are aboriginal paintings for sale. One large "painting", which looks to me like it was done by a tribe of rugby players who must have walked in paint and then gone into a scrum over a piece of canvas, has a price tag of $29,500! These people must be kidding themselves.

Anyway, Port Douglas turns out to be a quaint but very touristy town much like Kuranda and I wondered if it closed down at 3pm when the Japanese tourist busses headed back to Cairns.