Another backdated post, not sure how it comes out to you few people who read here, no complaints? No worries.
Our last few days in Queensland involved an amazing trip to Australia Zoo, no, we didn’t see any Irwins, we made it to South Bank Brisbane & graced Dreamworld with not only our presence but also our patience (lol).
If you’ve seen the photo in the previous post, Ingrid and I went to the wildlife park with my niece Mia & her awesome mother Kate. Naturally there was a 3 car accident on the way in. Queenslanders speed a lot, tailgate and avoid using indicators (I assume it’s a lack of intelligence thing). We all hoped nobody was badly hurt, but there was a head-on element and combined with the speed of the road (ignoring the likelihood of speeding) anything over 50km/hr is generally lethal. Look it up and stop driving like an idiot, please.
There wasn’t much of a queue to enter and the train/shuttle thing was just pulling in as we were ready to go. The place is very different from what I remember – they have other worldly sections, it’s huge! The shuttle took us to the African part, after showing most of every other part, which we’d walk back to. No goading would make a rhino or zebra fight a giraffe, which is a shame, but understandable, I suppose. After that we looked at the Asian section (perhaps South East Asian… will confirm in 100 years), then we got to the business. Ingrid need to see, touch, taste & smell a kangaroo & koala, at least. We could see koalas in their section, sleeping it up, the patting would come in a few hours. Girls were squealing in the “it’s so cute” way at many furry things. At one point some tourists were sneaking photos of me in, I saw you, you bastards, cover my entry cost!
After the big midday show, with all the birds and croc action, we all got to pat a koala, I’m not actually sure if that was before or after patting some kangaroos, except for Kate. Every time she got close they seemed to take issue. Mia even threw a stick or something, kind of at one (2 year olds throw like unco’s) and it didn’t move, but when Kate wanted to pat “Hey!” and it freaked the ladies out. Kate had to take Mia home in the early afternoon, Ingrid and I planned to be out of there not long after, but we saw passed out wombats, some fairly still dingoes and a catbear/Biturong… never heard of it either, that’s why you have the gift of a link.
I think after that we went to the Botanical Garden in Brisbane, it was very small, but quite nice. Stupid mosquitoes.
Ahhh the elusive South Bank of Brisbane… we were delivered to Caxton St and had a good time, what will this new approach to the old problem of “getting there” show us? We parked in the city center, paid for the privilege and walked there, that’s how we solved that riddle. I’m not happy about it, ok? If you want to know something rebellious, know that we were late returning to our car and got no fine!
South Bank was very pretty, they even have a public pool, that’s kind of set out like a beach, with its own lifeguard and everything. When we soaked our feet in the waters many drunk late teens were trying to sexually impress each other with dumb things.
We went to a Russian restaurant, because that’s what appealed to us out of all the Indian/Thai/Usual-in-every-place restaurants that was in the area. Russian food is hearty and good. It grows your back for mighty tasks. By the time we’d finished eating we were late for the car. Originally Ingrid convinced me that getting a fine wasn’t so bad. Then I remembered that they can actually tow your car… that would be far worse.
Our final day in Queensland saw us drive through Brisbane to the Gold Coast for a tipple in Dreamworld. There wasn’t really any queue to get in, we figured because we were kind of early. Turns out the park was kind of empty for most of the day. Thank you school children! One issue this posed was that the few people who were there all wanted much the same rides (I think 3 of the “thrill” rides were out of order), so while the queues were minimal at some rides, they were still present at the better ones. Another, we would later discover, is that pretty much all the food joints inside close really early and we learned that if you don’t have at least 8 adults on a roller coaster, you cannot complete a loop de loop. 😦
At one point we ended up in the animal section and got to see more dingoes amongst the regulars. We also got to see our first Tree Kangaroo and Bilby. The Tree Kangaroo is kind of like a possum and kanga combined. I’ve seen a bilby before and you can look it up if you want to.
A highlight was entering a “Zombie” laser tag game and then being forced onto the other team from Ingrid and then her getting the lowest score of the game – including the little children that played. Her team won though. The town was overrun with zombies and my team of defenders just couldn’t cope apparently.
Ingrid really liked the Tower of Terror rides, the giant drop and car thing. They were pretty deece. Good times for all, except when we decided to get something to eat before we left. Closed mate. Closed.
Once all was done, we got in the car and headed to Byron Bay, where we would stay the night, warm, in each other’s arms, while a storm approached where we had left.