Sense of Humor
After arriving in the Gold Coast, we began the vacation the way we always do – with our eternal search for good eats. On the way, I had several encounters with one type of feathered creature.
Why did the stork(at least, I think it’s a stork) cross the street?
After eating, we walked in the direction of the beach and came to it as the sun was setting. The sky was lined with pink just above the horizon.
If I had been in the mood for a bit of soul-searching at the time, I’d have contemplated upon the juxtaposition of the city and the beach. I was feeling nostalgic, so I zeroed in on how much the lifeguard tower reminded me of my preschool tree house.
The next day, we took a Hummer safari ride into the mountains. We made a couple of stops in towns and to explore parts of the forest. Here are the interesting bits:
What is the world coming to when fudge has an age restriction?
We bought this for my father and smuggled it into the Hummer without him knowing. It was only right.
We passed many magnificent houses like this one.
An ornate mailbox and its keeper.
This is a little place called Natural Bridge.
Light in the midst of darkness.
If I didn’t know any better, I’d swear this bush was posing for me.
The place we ate lunch ate. Can’t tell you how glad I was to be out of the cold…
And inside a warm old-English home-styled restaurant.
One place to see every kind of animal in the rain-forest. Our tour guide claimed to have seen all except the faeries. I’d sooner believe in faeries.
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The following morning saw us embark on a bus tour, which took us to explore Brisbane.
We made a stop to see it from a great vantage point.
Concrete beauty through smog.
We visited a botanical garden. I took plenty of shots, but there are enough flower pics on the internet. Cacti, on the other hand…
Pretty, pointy, perfect.
By now, it was time for a mid-morning snack. There wasn’t a big enough table available for all of us, so I decided to sit alone. Look who came to join me.
Someone’s not a big believer in forks.
One of our last stops was near a shopping center.
Balls of steel.
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