The Australia "Safe Zone"

Well, I think it's official.  Rob and I should draw up our wills before we go to Australia.  The more we research our trip and get excited about planning, the more deadly and dangerous creatures we uncover.  Crikey!  Seems like just about around every corner there's something that'll get us.

Either we're going to catch a STD from a koala (can you imagine having THAT conversation with your doctor afterwards?  "I swear, I was just holding it!")

http://io9.com/5920738/you-can-accidentally-get-an-std-from-a-koala

Or, we'll get stung by this Blue Octopus and will appear completely dead when in fact, we're just paralyzed...and will be either buried alive or cremated....super.  There should be a "if I suddenly appear dead after snorkeling, why don't you go ahead and wait a good 3-7 days before cremating or burying me, mmmkay?" rule.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Blue_ringed_octopus
Similarly, there's something called...I kid you not...a Paralysis Tic.  The Word "Paralysis" is in it's name!  That's like when Mob guys are called "Killer Joe" or "Stabby Steve".  There's no mob guy called "Pillow fight Pete", you know?

Or, a cassowary could disembowel us.  Seriously.

My Australian friend sent this hysterical article to me, which sums it all up very nicely - LOL!!!!

http://www.cracked.com/funny-2797-deadly-australian-animals/

And that's not to even mention the standard - keeping our babies away from dingos, punching Great White Sharks in the face, dodging kangaroo punches, watching out not to fill our canteens in any standing water lest a crocodile eats our face off, etc, etc.  Let me just say it now.  It's been nice knowing you.  Y'all can have my stuff.