Author: Rosie

Brisbane – Bundaberg, Markets, Rum and Around

Loading

The Ballerina and The Buffoon have a cunning plan…by introducing Rosie and The Operator to the ‘delights’ of their regional brew and them being full fee paying recipient’s of a tour of the distillery, Ballerina and The Buffoon get to tour for free if they sign up as Bundaberg Rum Ambassadors….oh, that’s a free tour and free samples and a free discount book of booze savings.  The only catch, you have to be local to be an Ambassador.

Read More

Brisbane – River, Rain and Rooftops

Loading

Being at river level gives you a totally different perspective of the city, the riverside apartments tower over you and those lucky enough to own homes on the riverside…well, the private jetties with boats moored alongside speaks volumes for the wealth here in the city.  River spray was mingling with a slight drizzle that had begun to fall. 

Read More

Brisbane – City Time and Hall – What a Ball

Loading

Pinkyfluff had our ferry timings worked out perfectly, we alighted at the Queens St Wharf and were heading through town to The City Hall…we had an appointment with the Lord Mayor at 3.00pm…well kind of…..The city centre is leafy and green, beautiful sandstone and Victorian buildings with lacy balconies tower of you, towering over them are the new generation sky scrapers and the blue sky peeps out behind them all.

Read More

Brisbane – Mt Cootha and Cycling in the City

Loading

The journey from the bridge down to this flat area was a little hair raising.  A steep alley had to be negotiated…The Operator (under his breath) preferred it if Rosie walked…Rosie was a little apprehensive…and, buoyed by a little drunkenness thought, what the hell.  The Operator gave Rosie the game plan….

Read More

Surf Highway 45 – Manaia – Opunake

Loading

The name coastal highway is abit deceptive, the road does not hug the coast but  meanders more inland through the beautiful, rolling lush farmland that is synonymous with the region.  Glimpses of sea and white surf caps can be seen between flax bushes, cabbage trees and paddock, a beach is never more than a couple of kms down any road that turns toward the sea.

Read More