Finally we arrived in Bowen and even if it’s really fun to travel by car after two days almost non-stop driving we couldn’t drive any longer!
Bowen it’s a small city, it is nice and quite, with a huge main street and several beaches were you can have a swim and snorkeling trips.
There are many shops and a really important place for a backpacker: macca’s! (if you’re not an Australian, this means McDonald’s, don’t ask why they call it macca’s).
Almost in every single town in Australia there is a macca’s, and it’s important to have one nearby ’cause when you are a backpacker you don’t have money, and if you have money you wanna keep travelling and you need money for this so you don’t have money for a luxurious dinner!
Anyway we were looking for our hostel and finally we found it … 50km far from Bowen in the middle of nowhere in the bushes!
It was a really nice place with a swimming pool, a pool table, a bar, a kitchen, lots of kangaroos and frogs and there we met the first Italian guy in Australia!
The phone over there didn’t work at all, so we had no internet, no calls, nothing but the owner usually used to give us 15 minutes of free wifi so at least I could text my mum that I was still alive. (Sometimes I forgot to text my family because I was busy or my phone wasn’t working and they start to call every person in the world to have news about me so wifi was important to not see my face on an Italian newspaper with the message “Lost in Australia” below my face!).
When we arrived the owner gave us two rooms: one for Eleonora and one for me and my girlfriend (yeah), we had dinner and we started to get in touch with the other guys and with the Italian guy, it was so weird to talk in Italian with someone else, I forgot how to talk in my mother language!
This was our first day here, but the adventure was yet to begin.