So here we are, finally on Bribie Island, Queenslamd, about an hour north-east of Brisbane. The majority of the island is a national park, the remainder a sleepy yet sunny beach resort with a glorious beach. I think, however, have lowered the average age of the population by some measure. About 50 years, I'd say..... We are in a great location but sadly the unit we are in is tired and has quite a few things wrong with it. We are heading in to the booking office tomorrow to have a moan. If you are reading this Philip, please dont take this as any complaint about what you booked for us, the location is absolutely perfect, and you can hardly be blamed for the place not being cleaned properly, half the cupboard doors are looking for a hand to fall off into, and things are hanging off the wall.
Anyway, back to our first day on Bribie...... We collected our Kia people carrier from the airport and headed up the Bruce Highway and headed right to the Island. We arrived about lunchtime and headed straight for the beach, some 40 yards from our front door, or at least as long as the front door stays on its hinges and doesn't fall down the stairs, at which time it will be just 36 yards from the beach.....
We head off along the beach to Uncle Clive and Auntie Barbara's about a mile up the beach. They have lived on the Island for 24 years and Clive has just turned 80, and looks pretty good on it despite just having had the flu for 3 weeks. They are very welcoming, especially to the newest member of the clan. I even chat on the phone to Sarah, their daughter, on the phone when she makes her daily call. If only people back home were as friendly, then the daily grind of life there would become so much more bearable; earlier, outside Woolworths, we had struck up a jovial conversation with a a complete and utter fruitcake, and back in Sydney, we even had a laugh with the usually inscrutable check-in fella. Forget all the glorious scenery and landscapes, and maybe even the mental animals here, for me it's the people that makes this country so enjoyable.
We head back and have dinner at the Surf Club, just along the beach. Not too bad, but I had to gee them up after we wait for nearly an hour for our food. We finish our first day on Bribie off with a stroll back and spend some time drawing on Wayne's leg, where a rather large bite has emerged and gone very, very red. We think it might actually need medical attention; and I advise her not to buy any new shoes for now, just in case.......
Tomorrow we are due to go karting where Fairy and I will be going head to head on the track. We both love F1 so it should be very interesting. We are trying to get Wayne to come too, but I doubt that will happen.
So that's about it for part 1 of tonight's meanderings.....the font may end up funny as Fairy has just shown me how to avoid any further word losses and the accompanying losses of my usual, legendary composure :-)
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