It All Came Full Circle Today As I Listened To A Men At Work Song On The Radio Downunder
Saturday morning and it was time to depart the unexciting town of Kingaroy. Hard to believe we would be leaving such an amazing thing as free 24 hour cable TV.
We headed south and I expected more of the boring same thing. We passed through Nanango and then it happened.
Blackbutt? Are you kidding me. I was curious on how subtle the town would be about it's odd name.
The next photo didn't capture the entire sign, but what it read was "BUTT ART". I was more surprised that my dad didn't stop, but in some ways I'm glad he didn't. I was picturing myself almost as Larry David in an episode of Curb Your Enthusiasm, making some totally un-politically correct joke. I honestly think you would have to have zero sense of humor to live in the town of Blackbutt. Onward we pushed to Toogoolawah.
Nothing much there, so we continued to the town of Esk where we hoped to stop for brekkie. Then, low and behold, here it was again.
Wayne's World, Wayne's World, it's party time, excellent.... Who would have figured, it was a chain store? At least I got a photo this time. We soon after found a nice cafe for some brekkie and once again it was time for the "Big Brekky" on the menu. When it arrived, I really regretted not taking a photo, because it was the most beautiful breakfast plate I have ever seen. I'll admit that when the food arrives that is the rare time when I fail to be a photographer and turn into a serious eater instead. After finishing the last sip of my wonderfully strong long black coffee, we wandered into a local craft bazaar. We ended up having a great conversation with a couple who had some great handmade goods that we purchased. One of these chance encounters that we might not have had if we just got back into the car and pushed onward. After leaving Esk, we continued down the road where it began to feel less country.
We stopped for a brief pit stop at a roadside park and I watched the wild birds fly around and land in the trees, knowing that soon again we'd be rejoining the land of many, many people.
Not much further down the road we soon regained the M2 and lost the country road feel and moved onto the big roads and big cities once again.
We were now heading for the Gold Coast and the numerous billboards hinted that the tacky and in-your-face advertising was once again going to be our landscape for the next coming days. Of course it didn't mean that we couldn't thing about the innocence of a small town named Springfield.
Seriously, is there anyplace that doesn't have a Springfield? Maybe that's why the Simpsons is big over here as well. It might just be THIS Springfield. You never do know, mate.
As you get closer to the Gold Coast, it feels more and more like Miami. Maybe it's a good reason they have a beach called Miami Beach here, but we were headed for Mermaid Beach located slightly North of Miami.
We checked into our place for the night and were somewhat under whelmed.
As I'm writing this right now, I have a lovely view out the patio door to the small pool area with a Hooters sign directly behind it. Classy. It's actually pretty wild because there's a thunder and lightning storm right now, and if lightning hits Hooters, it's a sign we should move on right now. Well, back to earlier in the day. After checking in, we went down to the beach and my dad popped in the ocean, I decided I would rather just take some photos of the action.
After the beach fun, we went shopping at Pacific Fair, which is a large shopping complex that mixes an indoor mall and an outdoor one. Given the fact that it reached about 38 degrees Celsius today, the indoor portion felt much better. Certainly a much different experience of last minute Christmas shopping here with the sweat running down your face, rather than the freezing cold wind and snow blowing in your face.
We caught a casual dinner after that and then returned back to the motel. I decided to walk down to the beach to get some pre-dusk walking in (plus some more photos). On the walk down I spied some very colorful birds in the trees. Not something you see everyday back in Oregon.
On the beach it was much more peaceful than earlier in the day. Just a few people playing in the water and surfing. Most people were simply walking along the beach. The heat had faded and a cool Spring rain started to fall. Truly a great difference from the typical December weather back home. As I wrap this up, Hooters still has not been struck by lightning, so I guess we will be spending the night here. Another interesting day to say the least.
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