Showing posts with label hippie heaven. Show all posts
Showing posts with label hippie heaven. Show all posts

11 August 2013

A slice of paradise

Remember how your mum used to say to always wear nice undies in case you get hit by a bus? In Cedar Bay, you can forget about that wisdom and wearing undies in general, because there are no buses! There are no cars, planes, Mc Donalds or Starbucks either. You get your water from the creek, your electricity is the fire, there are fish in the sea to be caught and coconuts to be found underneath trees. You do the dishes in the ocean but after dark you stay in the forest because crocs are patrolling the beach. Watch out if you go for a midnight pee behind your tent, there might be wild pigs chasing you. 

Ahhh Cedar Bay, a slice of Australian heaven where hippies used to live from love and coconuts until the cops kicked them out. You are only allowed to camp in a national park if you have a permit, or you ignore the sign and hide in the bush, like us. It's a five hour hike through rainforest and rocky beach to get to this paradise. Or you can take a boat there so you don't have to carry your bags and you have more time to cook creative meals (carrot cake on a campfire!), swim, bodypaint, draw mandalas in the sand, collect shells, tell stories and celebrate no-pants weekends.

14 July 2013

Happy Daze

Do you ever get that feeling you are meant to go somewhere because great things are about to happen? You can't argue with that voice inside, so you follow your instinct and go. Although I had to wait around for three weeks before Happy Daze festival, I just knew it would be worth the wait. I'm not a patient person and I quickly get tired of things, so I divided my time between rainforests, parties in Airlie Beach, boattrips in the Whitsundays and creative days in Mackay.

I've never been more prepared for a festival. Golden glitter, blue hair paint, two big eskies full of barbeque meat, bags of ice and all kinds of colourful drinks. Yes, even the barbie and chairs fit in the car, so it ended up being the most comfortable rave I've ever had. All thanks to my friend Pete, the most organised person you will ever meet.

What we didn't expect was that the nights were freezing cold. I spent hours sitting next to the fire, drinking goon and making new friends. One of them turned out to be one of my favourite persons in the whole galaxy. The festival was an amazing party with lots of happy familiar faces, a 24 hour rave, palmtrees as far as the eye could see, glow in the dark frisbee and dancing like a real ravin' hippie.