And so to Brisbane....

...for a whistle stop tour of the city & a few nights out with Claire, before heading up the coast to see David in the Whitsunday Islands.

Qantas delivered me on time in to the Brisbane rush hour which was a pleasure I’d rather have avoided but a short taxi ride later I was standing on the door step of Claire’s house in Paddington saying hi to my cousin who I’ve not seen in 15 years & has changed some what since I threw her around the swimming pool in 1992!

Tina & Claire had arranged a spicy Thai restaurant in town, so given the hour of my arrival we shot out to eat & catch up on the few years since my last trip to Oz.

The next day while Claire was at work I caught up with Kyla (Acacia tour in Africa) to explore Brisy’s thriving CBD & South bank area. A quick drive into the centre & we sat people watching over lunch. The menu read as below so I curiously inquired into how the bugs could be cook & whilst I listened to the options of chilled, garlic or regular I chose to throw caution to the wind & washed what I’d call baby lobster down with a local schooner of cloudy Coopers Ale.

Brisbane has a Fast cat service linking the city’s riverside developments so we hopped on to gain a clearer view of the city skyline before picking up with Claire & her flatmate Jake for starters at Wogamamma’s, mains in a fantastic desert parlour & then desert over a few games of ten pin bowling.