We took a short stroll to Paraga beach and set up camp for most of the day. We just sat on the beach eating and drinking and watching people come and go. During the day Mick thought he noticed a naked person walking in the horizon, so he went off to investigate. It turns out that Paraga is the first of the southern beaches (as you make your way along the coast) that nude bathing is acceptable. It turns out that we were at the family friendly end of the beach. It was amazing how many times Mick had to go stretch his legs and go for a stroll along the beach (Mick was clothed in case you were wondering). Damian didn't want any part of it and thought Mick looked like (or maybe we should say "is") a pervert. To avoid appearing as a pervert, Mick decided to change his walking route. However he burnt his feet on the sand, Mick took that as a sign that his perving ways should stop. Mick informed Damian that people watching when they are completely naked is so much more interesting! Damian still wasn't interested.
We had heard that Paradise Beach turns into a big party in the afternoon so we made our way there at around 6pm. When we turned up all the beaches and beach bars were deserted apart from one, Tropicana Cafe. It was pumping, there were so many young drunk (and high) kids dancing away in their swimming costumes. For two sober 30 year olds who just turned up, it was quite the spectacle. After watching all these young, good looking bodies, we spoke about how old and fat we felt. After that, we went and order a pizza EACH for dinner...after dinner we were slightly less sober and ready to get amongst the kiddies at Tropicana. Unfortunately most people had left and it was like we had arrived very very late to a party that was in the dying stages. We had a little dance and then made our way back to our hotel
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