EUMUNDI MARKET AND A NEAR DROWNING

we began the day on a high note by visiting the best market in Australia....Eumundi, near Noosa.

Skin wanted another bag to add to his growing collection, so I bought him one full of worry dolls so he would have some friends to cheer up!

James held him up with his bag for a photo.....

And Skin gave the camera one of his crooked smiles.

I found a wonderful a drink bottle holder made from woven thread created by a weaving process used by a tribe in Thailand.

 

Peter and his wife and children have brought this process to Eumundi.

Thank you Pete,Ahlima,Ahmee and Ahlimee and Jasper ( TO BE ).

We met Warren in a coffee shop and sampled his aromatic brew.

Then we spied the sort of colours that make my heart beat faster than a rotary motor.

I didn't buy any garments because I had already bought myself an early birthday present  ...a rainbow sarong.

We left Eumundi a trifle tired but happy with our purchases and eager to discover our next caravan park.

On the way to Noosaville we washed the van.

Skin helped with the HUGE SOAP BRUSH and wet himself all over!

When we arrived at Noosaville Caravan Park, right on the river, Skin decided to go for a dip.

He was trying hard to improve his breast stroke when he got into trouble and started sinking!

An expert fisherwoman, Kitty, immediately came to the rescue....

 

 

and threw in her line and hooked him instantly!

Skin felt himself being hoisted upwards

And......when he had recovered his breath, he decided to have a go at fishing himself.

Unfortunately the fish were frightened away by a boy and a dog on a long board. 

And Skin began to feel very cold. 

I wrapped him in a towel and took him back to the rig. He was so glad to be alive after his near drowning that he hung from the Ezylift bar waving his little thong in his hand and singing at the top of his little banana voice....

What would tomorrow bring for this adventurous banana?

 

Would he meet his new friends Ray and Jan again?

I sincerely hope he does, because luckily they are not vegetables like the carrots he met at Mooloolaba!