Paper Bark Camp

We took a jaunt two hours south of Sydney to visit Paper Bark Camp in Jervis Bay.  You stay in a tent, but it’s a tent with a king size bed and a claw foot bathtub.  So you don’t really camp, you glamp.  When our son fell asleep, my husband and I sat outside on the tent’s terrace (?!) with a bit of bourbon. Then we heard the air slice in half.  We froze-neither of us had ever heard a sound like that before outside the comfort of surround sound speakers.

That wasn’t a bird, was it?

No.  It was a GIANT fruit bat, also known as a flying fox.  They are harmless, but nonetheless GIANT.  They don’t hover on the breeze with fluffy feathers-they push the air out of the way with wings made of skin that sound like, well, Batman.

We finished our drinks inside the tent’s zipper enclosure thingy.

Jervis Bay

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