Saturday 27th August
Driving out of Noosa it becomes apparent that it was modelled on Swindon in the UK. Noosa has more roandabouts per square kilometre than any town in Australia. Google it if you don't believe me :-)
Unfortunately a bit of rain as we head on down to Tweed, but at least the waterfall looks spectacular today.
Proof readers note: My apologies. Steve is writing this in Jan Juc and it's starting to sink in that the trip is over. I think the calming influence of the trip may have been short lived.
Arrived in Tweed, in the rain, deja vu of Christmas. Straight to the Bowls Club to meet up with mum and dad and to grab a quick lunch and then it was off to see their new flat. Very nice.
The plan this afternoon is to park up MM in the back garden of friends of mum and dad's.
A slight setback in the plan when we discover that their carport roof is 10cms lower than MM's roof. Ah well it's the thought that counts.
An exciting night tonight, camped in a side street of Tweed Heads. Slept with one eye open, waiting for a knock on the window from the local constabulary.
Sunday 28th August
Started Sunday discovering that my mother doesn't get out of bed as early as she has always told me. It does mean that I finally got my own back and we got her out of bed.
Despite assertions that we could move MM around the back streets of Tweed each night to save on accomodation costs we checked in to the Boyds Bay CP for the week. No sense of adventure, I know.
We then spent a lazy afternoon getting settled at the park, a little bit of shopping centre reacquaintance for Di before heading down the bowls club for an early dinner. Sunday roast special !
Monday 29th August – Sunday 4th September
Settled in to a bit of a routine:
- the George Kendall coffee tour every morning, sampling the delights of the many and varied coffee shops of the Tweed and Kingscliff area;
- lunches & dinners at home and out and about in Tweed
- generally catching up with family and friends
Then there were some extra special highlights:
- Lunch at Cassies restaurant on a 13th floor somewhere in Coolangatta. Great company, beautiful food and an absoulutely stunning view over the Coolangatta beach and the entrance to the Tweed River
- Coffee at Point Danger watching the whales frolicking off shore
- Beating mum at Sequence (for the first time ever)
- Seeing the sun shine in Tweed (ok that may be a bit harsh, but we have seen a bit of rain here this year)
- Witnessing the sledging that goes on in a bowls game
- Surprising that there was more sledging than in an Australia / England Test cricket match
- Surprising given it was a “social” game
- Most suprising that most of the sledging was directed at members of the same team
- Seeing Hermans Hermits at Twin Towns Club
- Question: how come my grandad is playing lead guitar?
- How many original members constitutes a legitimate claim to using the band name
- apparently the answer is one and that's debatable because the one is the drummer
- Mum's home cooked roast & Dad's fry up breakfast on Sunday (Fathers Day)
- and catching up with Mum & Dad, of course.
Most interesting conversations 1:
When we checked in we noticed a bird laying on the ground next to our van. At first we thought it was unwell but eventually it stood up and we realised it was nursing two eggs. Obviously we were intrigued as to what type of bird it was so we asked the friendly neighbourhood “chat brigade”Steve: “Hi guys, any idea what type of bird this is”
Neghbour 1: “Bustard”
Steve: “That's a bit harsh, I ony wanted to know what type of bird it is”
Neighbour 2: “Australian bustard”
Steve: “OK, I don't think racial vilification is helping here”
Neighbour 1: “It's an Australian Bustard. The bird is an Australian bustard.
Steve: “Oh. Thanks.
Neighbour 2: “stupid Australian bastard” (quietly)
Most interesting conversations 2:
Di, Steve and George standing on the sand dunes at Kingscliff checking out the erosion on the beach front and the guys working to stop the caravan park from falling into the sea.
Steve: “Don't move for a second dad.”George stands still
George: “Did you get the photo”
Steve: “It wasn't that you were in my shot. It was that a snake crawled across your foot”
George: “Bloody hell, you were calm. Di is he normally this calm in situations like this?”
George: “Di?” "Di?"
At this point, Di having heard the word snake is now 50 metres away back in the car park”
Consensus has it that it might have been a King brown. But remember children, whatever snake it is, the text book procedure when confronted by a snake is STAND STILL
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