Wednesday, March 24, 2010

The story that I did not want to tell

I had a great time in Cervantes where I met Australian and international travelers alike, along with heaps of locals. There was one story that I did not want to tell because I found it too embarassing. It happened on Fraser Island where not all the ways are beaches or sand dunes. Occasionally we had to drive through wet moorish areas as well.

I ran over an animal because it was getting dark. As I got out of the car, I was so deeply shocked!!!!! It wass a platypus:-(((((( and I couldn't rescue this rare animal anymore. It has been a few years now that I have been silent about the incident.

We may have had a couple of drinks as I told the story. One new acquaintance who was from Melbourne and very keen to join Couchsurfing said:" Oh.....we have been socialising for a whole week and you never told me anything about it." "I did not intend to tell it to anybody." I responded. There was a couple of German travelers who thought it was funny. "No way." I said." Maybe I look at it now with humour but it was the darkest day in my life."

Now I have it off my chest and able to write this on my blog too.

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