Of course, everyone has his or her own preference. If your ideal vacation is to lie around on the beach and surf, then Noosa might be on your bucket list. However, if you grew up in a big city (like Chicago), like having options, and have the attention span of a 3-year-old, then Noosa may not be your ideal vacation.
Noosa is located on the Sunshine Coast in Queensland, Australia. It’s a popular surfing destination but I was hoping there would be more to it then that as I don’t surf. There was a little bit more such as the Noosa National Park, but I was bored pretty quickly.
The goal for the 3 days I was in Noosa was to chill out and relax since I was pretty much driving myself crazy job-hunting in Brisbane, Queensland last year towards the end of May. The process was stressful, I’d lock myself inside of the Queensland State Library until closing pretty much everyday, and I was pretty much living off of instant noodles and PBJ sandwiches. Life was not fun.
I needed a break so I decided to take a bus down to the Sunshine Coast for a 3-day getaway and chill out (or at least try to chill out).
I booked my stay at Dolphins Beach-House, a hippie-ish hostel that, quite honestly, wasn’t my taste. The hostel was structured to have an apartment feel. Two rooms ( 5 sleeps each) in one complex, and one bathroom, which meant you’d be sharing the bathroom with 10 people, which is a big NO for me.
Besides the environment of the place ( which I didn’t mind dealing with for 3 days), I did have a bit of an issue with two guys who were staying in my dorm-room on my first night there. After I came back from dinner, I decided to take a nap on my bed. During the process, one of the guys decided it would be OK to touch my feet while I was asleep, and I, of course, made a big deal about it. Because, guess what? They’re my feet. Long story short, I yelled, made a big scene, squirted a bottle of water in one of the guy’s face after he said something inappropriate to me, threatened to call the police and had the manager move me into a different room.
The room was empty, and I spent the rest of the night using their free WiFi to watch episodes of Saved By The Bell on YouTube. True Story.
The next day, they made me move back to the same room because the creepy guys checked out, which was a disappointment because I enjoyed the privacy of an empty room. I moved back per their request but was a little freaked out when they said they needed to spray the empty room for cockroaches.
The following day, I decided to check out the Sunshine beach and go on the hiking path a bit. I surprisingly ran into Caz and Craig (and their kids) from yTravel Blog, who were in the middle of their long Australian journey. They gave me some advice on job hunting and Australian life. Caz mentioned she spotted dolphins in the water, but I, unfortunately, didn’t see anything.
We said goodbye, and I continued on the hiking path, which led me to another beach, which I’m assuming was a nudist beach, since there was a guy sunbathing completely naked, which was a bit awkward as he was only a few feet away from me. The beach was pretty empty, which made it even more awkward. And the sun wasn’t out, which, also, made it more awkward.
The rest of my time in Noosa wasn’t that eventful. I did some reading and writing. I went out to dinner somewhere on the small strip of restaurants with a couple people from the hostel. I chatted with a German couple while waiting for the late arrival of the bus on my way back to Brisbane.
Though there were people who were in Noosa for weeks (mostly for surfing), it was not my cup of tea. I didn’t exactly fall in love. I don’t even think I fell in like.
The options for restaurants were extremely limited within walking distance. The supermarket was miles away (though the hostel did offer a shuttle to the center). Overall, Noosa was a bit of a sleepy town.