We are heading for Cathedral Square, the CBD is quiet, unnaturally so, there are no sounds of traffic, everyone is on foot, reverent and quiet. Orange, brown and yellow leaves rustle through the streets, skittering across the pavement, gathering in drifts in abandoned doorways. Rosie and The Operator walk past black, dusty windows full of dusty furniture from shops that will never open again.
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Rosie and The Operator are off to Queensland, Australia to visit family and soak up some winter sun after a particularly cold winter in Kiwiland, and, if the Aussies only do one thing right…its sunshine, so here we come!
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Our first impressions were of the city at night which was magical, in the daylight it was just as impressive. Clean, open, green and accessible feeling, being the third largest city in Australia 2.5 million people cant be wrong. Yet it does feel wrong, because you were not fighting amongst the crowds, you had space and plenty of it, brilliant!
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Gentle music was being piped into our pod and then a commentary started on the History of Brisbane and following the leaflet we received with our tickets we were able to pick out and learn about the major land marks we could see from the wheel. Rosie felt she really got her monies worth after at least 10 revolutions. Was well worth the wait YakYak…she thought so too.
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The sun was out in full force and the fields were full of gum trees and scrub, drab, limp and strangely colourless, like the life had all been sucked out of them…for winter it did seem pretty dry. 3.5 hours later we drove through the pretty Victorian town of Childers and Rosie rang the Ballerina to let her know we were an hour away. We then turned onto the Isis Highway and the landscape changed to one of green bounty, orchards of macadamia’s lined the roads and sugar cane fields looked lush and green.
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