Heading out of Cairns
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All shopped out, we decided to head towards Kuranda since it was already 3.30pm. Iâ€™d already printed out directions from whereis.com.au and also had two maps of
Driving up the range was a little hair-raising. Firstly, Iâ€™m driving a strange car. Secondly, Iâ€™m in an area Iâ€™m completely unfamiliar with and have no knowledge of the roads. Thirdly, the posted speed limits are ridiculously high in places. Just imagine, very windy and reasonably steep, with speed limits between 60 (highish, but doable) and 80 (crazy and dangerous). Actually, no, 80 is probably an ok speed if youâ€™re allowed to drive on both sides of the road! Anywho, I had to keep moving over into the passing lane to let other drivers past ďż˝" they clearly knew the road better than I. Which was fine by me, because Rachel and I were both starting to feel a bit queasy with all the winding.
Eventually, though, we arrived at
I have to admit I was quite apprehensive about staying at the Kuranda Resort and Spa. Even though the actual wedding will be held at Benâ€™s parentâ€™s place in Mareeba, the reception is being held at the resort so it made sense to stay there. Rachel had booked three nights at the hotel after the wedding invitation had arrived, and the package on offer was pretty good - $359 (including breakfast) for a two bedroom villa. Then, I found some reviews on TripAdvisor that absolutely panned the place and told Rachel. The reviews were really bad, basically saying that the resort is falling apart and that the villas are full of dust, dirt and bugs. Rachel is really finicky about things falling apart and being full of dust and dirt; I donâ€™t like bugs, especially not spiders.
Luckily, our two bedroom villa wasn't falling apart. Unless you count the walls not meeting the roof (leaving plenty of easy access for creepy crawlies), but that was obviously intentional. It was pretty dusty though, especially in the loft bedroom upstairs where Rachel slept. At least it wasn't dirty in the sense that it hadn't been cleaned properly, more that it was just impossible to keep the dirt out given the breezy build of the villas. There were no screens on the windows, which were just wooden slats. The airconditioning was incredibly noisy but we didn't really need to use it - being in a rainforest environment, Kuranda is actually quite cool of a night.After dumping our bags, Rachel and I realised we were buggered and decided to just stay at the resort for dinner.