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Most people want to hit me over the head when I tell them I only allotted 6 days to Australia, but can I just say- I agree! One day when I have more time and money, I will dedicate at least 6 months or a year to this big island, but for this trip it must remain as a stopover to New Zealand. Luckily I managed to cram in a few irreplacable events in my Ozzy days, starting in Brisbane.
A few days in Australia...
Coffeecat2005-12-24 18:19:32
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a 'chilled' town defined by the beach that sat at the end of the high street. I was at one with myself sitting on the sand, watching everybody else between the lines of my book. For my second night in town I joined the hostel crowds for a bar-b-que and a few cocktails around the pool. I don't think the management quite knew about the drinks, but one of
the lads filled the lifeguard role quite happily so I promise you we were safe!!
I finally managed to get in touch with some Irish cousins, just my luck that they were based in Brisbane. But family is family, so I returned to Brisbane and met up with the girls. The irony in meeting the Dunns was that the childrens' names are duplicated in my family (mom, aunt and myself). A few laughs and lots of silly photos followed by an absolutely cracking home cooked meal. Having travelled herself, Dorien knew of the missed comforts of life on the road! Did I say thank you? Wow, I'm still recalling the flavourful pleasures! In the morning I only had time for a walk along the seafront including a bit of family gossip, before I dashed for my plane down to Sydney. Repeating my time keeping prior for boarding planes, I literally had one minute to spare-but I made it! Brisbane had been such a joy for me, both times!
Sydney on a Saturday afternoon; I should be used to big cities by now but I continue to teeter with the love/hate relationship. After checking into the biggest YHA hostel I have ever
seen in my travelling life, I hit the pavement. Shops, people, and fast food joints tucked into the maze of streets that I passed. Nothing grabbed me more than sinking into a comfy chair with a tub of popcorn in front of a big screen, so a movie it was.
When I pulled back the curtains in the morning, I saw nothing to cheer my numbed sense of exploration. But as drizzle should hardly be an excuse to miss the sights,
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