My morning snorkeling saw two jellyfishes that I wisely avoided. A member of the group was stung on the face by a jellyfish and boy did i felt his pain. The crew quickly poured a lot vinegar onto the wound (the jellyfish can be deadly in Australia but not those found in winter).
Then we returned to the marina. After finishing the packet of pasta I had left at the backpacker, I went to the lagoon and I found a group of English girls who were from my group in Fraser Island and in my backpacker in 1770 (the backpackers’ world in Australia seemed rather small, doesn’t it?). Later that evening, I met the other French from my school doing similar trip but in reverse order.
Late that night, I took the night bus to Cairns.