Another bright and sunny morning here down under but our hosts have decided that winter is setting in and wore wooly jumpers for breakfast on the terrace. We wore our pyjamas. After two weeks of life in the sticks we decided that a day in the big city was in order so we headed down to the Brisbane River and took the catamaran into town. It really is a great way to travel.
We got off at the eastern end of Queen Street, the city's main shopping area and took a stroll. We managed to find a couple of requirements for our independent road trip before the need for a smoko prfevailed and we had coffee and shared a muffin. There was a stage at one end of the street where an Aboriginal group were performing traditional music and dance. We watched for a while but legged it when they started looking for volunteers to join in.
We took another cat ride downstream to an area called New Farm where our guide book recommended a few restaurants and had enormous sandwiches for lunch at one of them. By now it was getting quite warm so we rode the cat out to the end of the line then back into town, just to get the benefit of the breeze. We then attempted to walk off some lunch by taking a stroll through the original, city centre Botanic Gardens where there were some interesting trees. A final cat ride took us back to the car and a 75 dollar parking ticket (£45). Dave is very cross as there were no signs to indicate parking restrictions anywhere on the street.
We drove back to John and Anne's in a grumpy mood, not helped by a trip to the supermarket. A couple of beers soon cheered things up and Rosena cooked catalan Chicken with ginger potatoes as a thank you. We also gave John and Ann an SD card with over 100 photos taken during our stay and we watched these and some theirs on John's 15" digital photo frame which was v impressive.
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