Showing posts with label Queensland. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Queensland. Show all posts

Friday, June 08, 2007

Day 131: Townsville - The Lynd

It was raining too hard yesterday so we didn't leave until today. The sun was shining in the glorious morning sky. Typical.

First stop, Charters Towers, and it was back to school for me. We stopped for a coffee on the High Street before walking to St Mary's College where Sam and I boarded for several years. We lived in Bougainville where there was not sufficient schooling for children of our age so we had to fly down to Queensland. I was there from the age of 11 until we moved to Perth at the end of year 9 (14). I have very fond memories of that school and it was nice to go back. I do have a few cringe worthy photos of my time there on Picasa if anyone wishes to indulge.




St Mary's College
Photo Album


Next, and final, stop the Oasis Roadhouse were we camped for the night. The roadhouse is said to have Australia's smallest bar. We didn't' actually see it (not because it was that small it was unable to be seen by the naked eye) we just never ventured into the main building as we got there quite late.

The camp site was very basic, no power and ponies grazing around us. When the sun went down we scampered up to our roof tent and watched the incredible display of stars in the sky, it was stunning.

Em

Wednesday, June 06, 2007

Day 129: Townsville

The rain has finally caught up with us, we thought we had tricked it when we went to Perth, but no... its still goes where ever we go.

Tonight we met again for dinner with our American friends at Bennys Hot Wok. We plan to set off for the outback tomorrow and it is unlikely we will eat out for a while so it is a fitting end to our stay in Townsville and what better way than a Chinese banquet, a cold rock ice cream for desert and such good company!

Emelie

Monday, June 04, 2007

Toyota Prado Back Shelf (OJG)

Having spent a small fortune getting the Toyota pimped up, there was one more accessory we badly needed before we could enjoy uncluttered heaven (it doesn't exits, but we still try!).


The rear shelf. Originally I had wanted to purchase a specially manufactured drawer system, but these cost a good $2000, which was just a bit too steep. Obviously had I had all my tools with me I could have knocked one up in no time at all, hehe. But given that I had no tools, I opted to just make a shelf, or what would more accurately be called a raised floor. This would then allow plastic boxes to be stored underneath.

So we had a week in Townsville, perfect time to get on with it.

I pencilled in 2 days to get it finished, and thought I had better check out the local Bunnings (DIY megastore) beforehand and see what sort of cutting services they offer. From experience, the service varies quite a lot from store to store. Some do not have it at all. Some have it, but it is always out of action. Some have it, but they only like to do a couple of simple cuts. some have it, but begrudge doing it, usually muttering that it is only $99 to buy a circular saw. And some take real pride in doing the cuts.

As it turns out, I had a mix of the last 2. I went there and spoke to a well weathered man. He suggested coming in the evening to get the cuts and avoid the busy period of the morning when all the tradesman are in. Great idea! Unfortunately when I returned that evening, the old man was gone and there was only some fresh new guy. I needed 14 pieces of wood cut, one of them came out the right size. One of them was so bad that I had to return the following morning and get it re-cut. Luckily the original man was there. He spent more time cutting one piece than all previous 14, but boy was it accurate!

I already had a small tool bag with me, which contained amongst other bits: a Stanley ratcheting screwdriver (btw, I think this is the absolute best you can buy, as it has a solid bit holder at the end, with a magnet to hold it. No ball bearing which invariably always comes out); a Stanley knife (Also exceptional, as it gets so compact); a small ratchet and socket set; an adjustable wrench, a small tape measure, a few very small drill bits.

I would need a little more to complete this job . But, I still wanted to achieve it a minimum amount of cost. I designed the shelf to be simple to make and then assemble. In theory with the wood pre-cut, I would just have to drill about 100 holes and bolt it all together. Of course such that all I would need to do to assemble it (having got the wood pre-cut) was drill bolt holes. Oh and shape cut the rear corners so that it would fit the curved sides of the vehicle.

I went and bought a $10 metal file, a $4 hack saw, a 30 piece drill bit set for $7, some sanding paper, an $18 metal rule, and finally a drill. How much? I'll tell you how much... $16.88. Yep, that is 6.75 GBP. It even has hammer action, variable speed, an extra grip and even a built in spirit level. And yes you see correctly, the hammer action drill costs less than a strip of 50cm metal with some etchings on the top. I really do think we do live in a crazy world sometimes.

The wood cost me about $100 altogether, and the bolts, washers, nyloc nuts, wood screws, piano hinges, L-plates cost about another $100. I also had to buy 4 semi special M10 bolts with a 1.25 thread pitch to fit the fixing points in the Prado. They also cost the same as the drill!

So, with all my wood, tools, and fasteners, the work got underway.

Day 1: I made a tiny jig with one of the L-plates so that I could easily mark out the spots that needed drilling. I then drilled all the holes in the main structure and attached the L-plates. Next up I marked the 2 side plates, added L-plates and then attached them to the Prado. I slotted in the main structure and marked out where it would attach to the side plates.

Emelie, who said she would help me the previous day, got out of the roof tent nice and early, and proceeded to large tent, where she unrolled her yoga mat and carried on her sleep. For pretty much the whole day.

Day 2: I attached the support timber underneath the main structure, and also added thin runner strip on the other side. Next I cut the corners off the sides trying to achieve a perfectly fitting edge, I got close enough. After that I attached the edge pieces to the main structure using the piano hinges. The screws that came with the hinges were a tiny bit too long so I shortened them down using the metal file. Next I cut a piece of carpet I bought ($5), and glued it to the top. Finally, I got it all into the Prado and fixed / tightened the remaining bolts.

On day 2, I told Emelie that she was not allowed to sleep in the big tent like the day before, which she said was fine and spent the whole day sleeping in the roof tent. Luckily, I did have a little bit of help from this little guy! Not sure what made him so keep to stay, but that is what he did, for the whole day. Generally just to keep an eye on the wood and bolts, but occasionally to do a quick tour of the inventory before returning to his post.

Overall, it all went fairly well. A couple of the bolt holes just don't want to align, but there is a hefty amount of over-engineering so they won't be missed! The unit is as solid as anything and should easily be up to the challenge of some off-roading. I doubt it is tougher than the Prado which surrounds it, but if it were in any lesser car such as a Mini or Nippa, I am certain that it would actually be the safest place to be in an accident.

I did toy with the idea of making one which could be flat packed after the removal of only 4 bolts, but then remembered that we only had 1 week in Townsville. Next time!

Oly

Day 127: Townsville - S. S. Yongala

At six "I can't believe I have to get up this early" AM we got up this morning to do the legendary, one of the top wreck dives in the world, encrusted with living coral, S. S. Yongala.

This ship sank during a cyclone in 1911 taking its entire 121 passengers and crew with it. So as well as being a living artificial coral reef it is also a underwater grave site for those that lost their lives. This wreck was not discovered for 70 years.

Our day started with a 3 hour boat trip to the wreck. During which "Just call me Capt'n Jack, have you seen the movie Pirates of the Caribbean?" gave us our dive briefing, "Hold onto the rope and follow it down". This I promptly forgot as I plunged into the water and really believed the trouble I was having breathing would be eased if I took my regulator out of my mouth... luckily I didn't because that would be silly.

A few fin tugging minutes later, my dive buddy Oly, saw my wild staring eyes and put my hand on the rope, it all fell into place. I still couldn't breathe properly but at least I had something to hold onto and a direction to go in.

The wreck was abundant with sea life. Amongst others, we saw: eagle rays, sea turtles, shovel nose ray, sea snakes, groupers (one was said to be the size of a VW beetle and is affectionately called vee-dub, which we didn't see but we did see some big buggers that had nothing on Axel!)

Two dives later we were flat out on the upper deck and heading back to Townsville marina.

There were four U. S. Army guys that were on the dive who suggested we all go for a Thai meal afterwards. So Capt'n Jack and Ian from Adrenalin Dive, Dawn (Uni), Emily (backpacker), Tom, Greg, Joe Jerry and Dean(Army), met for a delicious dinner followed by a few too many drinks and games of pool (my pool shark days came flooding back to me as I thrashed Oly).

Appologies for the bad quality of the picture, I was using my camera phone and didn't put it on night shot.

Emelie

Tuesday, May 29, 2007

Day 121: Perth - Brisbane - Townsville

We left Sam and Simon yesterday afternoon waving us off at Perth airport and caught the red eye back to Brisbane which landed around 12:30AM. Then we drove for 14 1/2 hours non-stop to Townsville listening to Wicked, in between naps, to keep us sane.

Townsville will be our home for a week while Oly makes storage for the back of the Prado. Then we will finally head off for the rest of our trip.

It is really hot here and not a rain cloud in site!

Emelie

Tuesday, May 22, 2007

Day 114: Fraser Island - Noosa

It managed to rain for two days so today we decided to pack up and get the hell off this island!


And what a beautiful day it was.

There was a bit of a drama while we were packing up the tent. Three little guys decided they were going to help us, much to my dismay! Oly was trying to, unsuccessfully, shoo the lizards away while I jumped into the passenger seat of the car closing the door behind me. Feeling quite safe and relieved I sent out words of encouragement from the comfort of my steel fortress. It didn't even occur to me that the drivers door was wide open. I am sure you can guess what happened, when one lizard disappeared from sight I looked around and he was up on the door step looking in at me through the open door. That is the moment I wasn't having any fun any more!

These lizards had been patrolling the camp site every day, poking their heads into the tents and having a nose around, it made going to the ablutions in the dark like a dramatic interpretation of "run Forest, RUN!". I have no idea what these lizards are (Ben?!) and I am sure they are totally harmless and small in comparison to some of the lizards you get in Australia, but I wouldn't want to get on the bad side of one.

On our way back to the ferry we made a detour to Lake McKenzie past the beautiful and unexpected Maheno wreck. This ship ran aground in 1935 en-route to Japan after it was sold for scrap. She was then used for bombing practice in WWII, making her even more bruised and battered. It was amazing just to see this huge rusting ship that has been there for over 70 years in the surf, appear out of nowhere. It is spectacular.

We arrived at Lake McKenzie after a long 18km off-road jaunt through the forest. It is said to be the most popular of the lakes on Fraser Island, and it too was stunning. The whitest sand and the clearest, bluest, freshest water. Not a cloud in the sky. Idyllic. The sand, which is nearly pure silica, is said to be so fine it acts as a filter, cleansing the water and making it so pure it cannot sustain much aquatic life.

The road to the lake took us so long we could only afford half an hour of R & R before heading back to the beach to make our way to the ferry docking area. It became a little fraught as we raced against the incoming tide to get to there 5:30pm ferry which was the last of the day. I had visions of us being swept out to sea and having to clamber into our roof tent as we set adrift.

Fraser Island
Photo Album

We have made it down to Noosa where we will stay over night. We are returning to Brisbane in the morning, because we have a plane to catch...

Em

Sunday, May 20, 2007

Day 112: Rainbow Beach - Fraser Island

It was only slightly overcast as we set off for our fun filled 3 day jaunt over to Fraser Island which, incidentally, is said to have more sand than the Sahara, is 123km long, between 5 to 25km wide and is World Heritage listed. Not to mention, breathtakingly beautiful and littered with fresh water lakes with the finest white sand, the purest bred dingos and colliding sand blows and rainforests.

So... not much to live up too then.

After deflating our tyres in preparation for driving on the sand we got on the ferry over to the island. Neither of us had any experience in off roading and didn't have a clue. But hey, its a big island its not like we are going to drive into a tree on the beach or something.

There were a lot of backpacker tours on the ferry. We watched everyone driving off, most got away OK but a couple in front of us got bogged as soon as the left the ferry. A mixture of emotions coursed through us, relief that if we got bogged in we weren't the only ones, and panic that we too were going to get bogged and look like amateurs.

It was our turn to go, Oly put his foot to the floor and we sped off the ramp into the soft, soft sand and we were off! We zoomed past troop carrier that was bogged in further down and felt really bad that we didn't stop to help, but we wouldn't have known what to do anyway!

A few crazy beach driving hours later we arrived at our camp ground, Frasers at Cathedral Beach. This will be our first night in our roof tent so I am really looking forward to a good nights sleep. I just have to get up that ladder without falling off or something following me up it...

Em

Saturday, May 19, 2007

Day 111: Brisbane - Rainbow Beach

We survived two days in the trailer. The bed was surprisingly comfortable, either that or we had just spent two weeks too long on an inflatable bed...

With the car packed up we set off in the direction of Fraser Island. On the way we stopped at the Ginger Factory and sampled their delicious wares.

"I'll have ginger with everything!"

We were feeling a bit gingerly after ploughing our way through big bags of ginger biscuits and lemon and ginger shortbread after having steak with ginger chutney for lunch, quickly followed by ginger and chocolate ice-creams.

So when we arrived at Rainbow Beach, the gateway to Fraser Island, it was getting dark. I am hoping we are not going to get into a habit here but we once again rented a cabin thinking that it couldn't get any worse.

Let's put it this way... it didn't get any better.

Em

Thursday, May 17, 2007

Day 109: Tugun - Brisbane

We have turned into trailer trash!


Our car is in the garage getting all the bits we have ordered, this will take two days.

We were very disorganised this morning and as a result we were late coming up from the Gold Coast. There was no time to set up the tent and unload the Prado, so in our haste we rented a cabin.

I have often wondered what these cabins were like...

I need not wonder any more...

The cabin slept 5, there was the double bed and 3 vinyl bunk beds. The first thing that hit me was the smell of cheap aftershave. It was as if the place was doused in it. The beds looked like they had seen better days, lots of them and there was a tiny shower tray with a curtain that gave the cabin en-suite status.

I may have to sleep fully clothed and levitate.

One small bonus, there is a TV and we haven't seen one of them for a long time. We may even find out what is going on in the real world.

Em

Wednesday, May 16, 2007

Day 108: Surfers Paradise

As we are only 30 minutes from Surfers Paradise we decided to pop up there today to have a look at the Q1 building.

It is (as I have mentioned in a previous post) the worlds tallest residential building. 80 levels of luxury, they self proclaim, and at $1.8 million dollars for an apartment it is unlikely that I will ever find out if what the claim is true.

1.8 mill aside, for $17.50 you can ride up to floor 77 in one of the worlds fastest elevators, 42.7 seconds and repeated ear popping later you are treated to an awe inspiring 360 degrees view of Surfers Paradise from the Q1 Observation Deck.

It was pretty special.

However, to take each of my photos I first had to slide my foot out to touch the window frame, all the time looking at anything but the view (it was floor to ceiling glass), I then held on to a window support post with my camera to my eye and slowly moved my head forward until the lens touched the glass*... then I could look through the camera.

I must have looked really stupid.

We didn't take a tripod with us so our pictures were not as sharp as they could have been, but I am sure my pictures will give you a sense of some of the vertigo I experienced.

Emelie

*no camera lenses were harmed during this trip to the observation deck

Tuesday, May 15, 2007

Day 107: Tugun

It is very nice here. Beautiful beaches and none of the commercialisation of Surfers Paradise. Not that Surfers Paradise is a bad place, there is a need for that kind of escapism as well as the idyllic, quiet, remote beach type. We all need a bit of bright neon lights and skyscrapers every once in a while.

We drove south for about 5 minutes looking for a supermarket and ended up crossing the border to New South Wales. That wasn't part of the plan, we shouldn't be there for a long time yet!

Em

Sunday, May 13, 2007

Day 105: Surfers Paradise - Tugun

We are off down to Tugun which is just above Coolangatta.

A friend of a friend has an apartment down there that we have rented for as a treat.

We are going to spend four days enjoying the view, our own bathroom, a real bed, curtains, TV... I bet it doesn't rain either!

Em

Friday, May 11, 2007

Day 103: Surfers Paradise

Oly woke up with a crook neck and I was feeling a little under the weather this morning. However, the sun was shinning so we decided to cycle to Sea World. Having one person who had to move their whole body to check for traffic and one not wanting to be that far from a toilet makes for very interesting bicycling.

One hundred and twenty eight extortionate dollars later (I am not afraid to use blinking to emphasise my text!) Ol and I were faced with water, lots of it, and not just the water in the aquariums.

During the five hours we were there we managed to see some cute sea lions performing and wonderful, clever dolphins doing amazing things for their "best friend" trainers. It was fabulous.

That managed to fill an hour. The rest of the time we were dodging the rain that once again followed us. Did I mention we had cycled?

I think I have only been to one other Sea World before and Oly has been to two, in comparison this one was pretty lame. The didn't even have a killer whale! However, we did agree that for children it ticked all the boxes.

We did appreciated the good that Sea World does for orphaned and injured animals, they have lots of Pelicans they fed who had been injured by cars and boats and were unable to catch their own food. There was also a sea pig that was separated from its mother as a baby and had been hand reared at the centre. Things like that took the sting out of the high entrance fee. You don't mind paying a premium if you know it is going to a good cause.

We froze our butts off going back. It was really unpleasant. The tent was thrashing in the wind and we were very glad it was pegged firmly down. Just pegging it down had taken a good half hour on top of the hour it took us to erect it.

There are so many benefits to having a kombi.

Emelie

Thursday, May 10, 2007

Day 102: Brisbane - Surfers Paradise

Viva Surfers Paradise!


We set off this morning, bright and early. Well not so bright and not so early. Why is it whenever we take a tent down it rains?

We waited for the rain to abate so we could speed pack the car. Check out of the camp site was 10AM, I think we managed to leave around 11AM with a decidedly damp smelly car interior, ahh we miss Henry!

It only took us 40 minutes to drive down to the Gold Coast. We were very surprised at the sight that greeted us when we arrived at Surfers Paradise.

Surfers Paradise is very built up, it has Q1 the worlds tallest residential building, skyscrapers of every shape and colour you can imagine. There is even a Versace hotel which we could only gaze at across the water from our very barren caravan site.

The weather was not great and it took us over an hour to pitch our tent because the wind kept interfering, no bugger offered to help us either. Some man kept on coming out and watching us struggle, it was really annoying me.

With that exhausting us, we spent the rest of the afternoon recovering.

Oh, and looking for the tent pole bag that has disappeared, more than likely blown away... it was there when we started, I am hoping it is under the tent.

It's bloody windy, I hope this tent stays up.

Emelie

Tuesday, May 08, 2007

Day 100: Brisbane (OJG)

Hey all,

I thought I would write a summary of the last week or so, not that there is much fun stuff to tell!

Basically changing our means of transport, our home, and our daily routine has knocked us for six!

First off, we spent a lot of the time downsizing all our possessions. It is amazing how much rubbish comes out of a Kombi! We got Henry emptied, sorted out all of the bits into piles of "need" and "don't need", and then repeated the process about 2 further times on the remaining "need" piles!

Once that was done, we gave Henry a good clean (and found out that a mouse had just moved in 2 nights before, it likes almonds!). I sprayed a few of the rusty areas on the outside with white paint, before we filled him up with our "don't need" pile, and took him to Custom Offroad where he will go into storage. Of course about 4 days later we had another box full of "don't need" stuff!

Whilst shedding our old skin we have also spent a lot of time preparing our new one! The Prado needed several modifications in order for it to tour and off-road better. We gave ourselves a budget for this, and as usual the mod I wanted the most was cut out! I will do a separate blog entry with plenty of detail when we have all the mods fitted. Suffice to say that it took about 2 days driving around car orientated industrial estates before we found ourselves a good deal. Unfortunately they would not be able to get all the bits and start work for another 2 weeks. Sigh.

Once the big stuff was out of the way, we needed to get all the smaller bits. Top of the list was a new larger tent. Emelie wanted to stick with the Black Wolf Turbo Twin tent and we found a large 6m x 2.4m version. It cost a small fortune, but we were assured we were buying the best money could buy... yep.... we were told wrong!

After 3 days (it would have been less except for a bank holiday), we took the tent back. We took it back on the basis that it was missing a tiny toggle loop at the top, which in itself was not actually a big deal. However the night before it had rained really hard, and as luck would have it we woke up with several pools of water inside the tent. Most tents use a 2 layer approach to stop rain coming in, but Black Wolf have to be all smart and just apply a rain resistant coating to their single layer. This works fine, as long as nothing touches the sides. Suddenly the large tent becomes very small, and frankly rather pointless. We had other gripes too, but I won't go into all of them.

Having had enough of the big camping shops, we found a nice small one that recommended us the Coleman Northstar. Even better, they had one of last years models available for half price. This tent is perfect in just about every way: Strong supports; Lets lots of light in; Tall ceiling all over; Huge awning; Small packed size; Carry case has plenty of room (no wrestling required). On the negative side, it can get hot during the day, and of course bloody cold at night!

To go with our new tent we have had to buy a few new camping accessories such as foam mats, groundsheet, outdoor lantern, and even a couple of rugs and side lights to make the tent feel just a tad more homely (it really does helps).

And then, I remembered that I still had to do the vehicle owner transfer. In Australia it is really good, because they have loads of public locations run by the Department of Transport, where you can sort out all of your vehicle related needs! Easy... Well it was in WA, so it should be here in QLD...

[note: I don't want to frighten people off by using lettering that is too big or garish, or with a flashing background (Dave!), but believe me when I say that the following line should be a lot bigger!]

I WAS WRONG!!!

How wrong? Let me tell you! I take the 1 page transfer document which the previous owner partly filled in (I filled in the rest), the 6 page recent safety certificate for the vehicle, the 1 page original vehicle receipt, and of course all the paperwork for myself that I can find. At the nearest Department of Transport office (hall would be more appropriate, it was a big place), I join a queue for about an hour. I get to a clerk, who takes all my papers, undoes the various staples, and promptly asks me for my Queensland driving licence! I don't have one, I reply. She then asks me for my Queensland address. I don't have one of those either. She then tells me "ok, well I cannot help you, this is not my problem", re-staples all the documents and hands them back to me.

Excuse me?! I protest. After all, what if people have bought a vehicle but are from Sydney or Melbourne, or what if they have no address at all? Am I supposed to just go back to the sellers and tell them sorry, I am not allowed to have this car?!

After explaining a few of these scenarios, the lady just could not see how crazy their system was. However, her lunch break was due, and seeing that I was not leaving, she raced off to her supervisor who instructed her to give me another handful of forms. After another 10 minutes of discussion, I walked out, absolutely furious.

In order for me to legally acquire this vehicle, I had to not only fill out the F3220 transfer form, but also a Queensland Department of Transport Customer Application form! I have to additionally supply my passport, UK driving licence, bank card, medical card, a recent document with an Australian address, a Queensland "Garage" address (if this belongs to someone else, they have to then fill out yet another form and supply a recent utility document with their address). How many times do they need to verify my identity?!

After sorting out all of the above, I went to a different DoT office, and handed over the stack of forms and documents. The woman behind the glass inspected all of it, and then told me she could process all of this, but that it would all be legally void as I would need a QLD driving licence. At which point she handed me several new forms that I would have to fill out. She saw the look of despair on my face, and said that I could do the licence another day, and how did I want to pay the $610 tax? Arghhhh

So, after a solid day of driving around acquiring more and more paperwork we finally became the legal owners of the Toyota Prado, woo-hoo, although technically we are still not sure if we are legally allowed to drive it?!

And that in a nutshell has been our last week. I told you there was no fun stuff!

Actually, there was one little thing that brought a smile. This pigeon (Ben, can you name it for us?) with the cutest feathered feet that kept on coming up to our table in a cafe near the industrial area. We returned a few times to the cafe, and the pigeon was always there marching up and down along the tables, like a Sergeant major inspecting his squad. Very cute!

Saturday, May 05, 2007

Day 97: Brisbane

Traffic is really bad in Brisbane.


Everywhere we go, no matter what time, we end up in a traffic jam and all through the night we can hear the highway traffic from our camp site. I have resorted to wearing ear plugs.

I believe the road infrastructure here has a lot to be desired and there is talk of tunnelling under the river to ease congestion. I think it is going to take a lot more than that.

Brisbane also claims to have over 500km of cycling track. Most of the cycling track we have seen appears to be an after thought where a bicycle symbol has been painted where cars parallel park. Which means if you are pelting down the road at 25km/h and someone opens their car door... your buggered.

Emelie

Thursday, May 03, 2007

Day 95: Brisbane

"I have got a surprise for you tonight"


Oly really knows how to get my attention.

"Oh?" I replied, desperately trying to remain calm, flicking an invisible speck of dirt off my t-shirt in an uninterested kind of way.

Oly is really good at surprises, they are always the best ever, exactly what I have always wanted and needed. He manages to do it every time. Me, on the other hand, I have to tell him what I have bought him for Christmas because I am so excited, plus I sneak a peak at my presents under the tree. In my defense, I do it less since I have got older... probably something to do with time flying by and before I know it, it is Christmas eve and I still have a turkey to stuff.

I spent the most of the day wondering what I had done to deserve a surprise and the rest of the time wondering, and audibly guessing, what the surprise was, much to Ol's exasperation.

"Are we going to the cinema and sitting in the Gold section?"

"No"

"Are we going to visit someone?"

"No"

"Are we going out for a meal and you're going to romance me?"

"No"

"Monster truck racing?"

"No"

"Are you sure we aren't going to the cinema?"

"What time does it start?"

"What should I wear?"

"Will there be many people there?"

"Will I have to participate or are we spectators?" (it better not be one of those Hypnotherapy shows)

I bet he wished had just surprised me rather than give me 10 hours in which to vocalise my excitement which rapidly turned to vocalised apprehension around 8PM when we were walking down dark back streets in the middle of Brisbane's "Valley" and Ol was starting to look lost. It didn't help when I saw the Church of Scientology.

We finally turned a corner and walked past a huge queue which snaked around the block. As we went past the start of the queue, I caught a glimpse inside of a poster with the word "Joe".

"So we are going to see Eskimo Joe then?" I asked as if i had known all along.

"Yup"

(hurrah!)

It was the opening night of Eskimo Joe's "Beating Like a Drum" tour at the Tivoli Theatre. When we got inside a Brisbane band we didn't know, Iron On, were playing and after about 30 minutes of roadies faffing on stage, Little Birdy came on. Finally around 11PM Eskimo Joe played for an hour.

Both Eskimo Joe and Little Birdy are bands from Perth. Eskimo Joe were excellent, we would happily see them again. They were worth the very very very long wait... the lead singer, Kav Temperley, worked the crowd well. We were a little thrown by his accent which sounded English. Oly and I did that "Well I never, fancy that!" look at each other when we first heard him. I have it on Google authority that he is from Fremantle and travelled a lot as a child which could account for him betraying his Aussie lilt.

On the negative side, they really do need to get their roadies sorted out. The time between each band was too long and we were starting to lose interest waiting for Little Birdy, let alone Eskimo Joe. Maybe this is normal in Australia... wouldn't stand for it at Brixton Academy!

Em

Monday, April 30, 2007

Day 92: Brisbane

We collected our new landcruiser today. It is bliss to drive. Poor old Henry, we picked him up from the mechanics and it turns out that he is definitely only firing on three cylinders.

All the cylinders were replaced in Townsville at B & J Auto and had a three months warranty, but as we were in England for the three months immediately following the engine rebuild we haven't got a leg to stand on, or four cylinders to fire on, come to think of it.

Henry will be going into storage in Brisbane for a year, he deserves a rest and so do we. Our trip wont be the same without him but we just couldn't continue to pour money into him.

This week is going to be a busy week for us and a very boring week to blog so I will save you all from the pain of having to read about how many 4wd shops we have visited and how much sorting out we are doing.

Unless of course you really want to hear about it...

Emelie

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