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Home on ANZAC Day
The elderly veterans were in the elevator wearing their medals, heading like we were to breakfast. Perhaps Alex woke early enough for the dawn service. I needed my sleep in order to drive the car home to Sydney. The route south from Port Macquarie is easier than up, less congested. Alex wants to take the… Read more
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Painted rocks in Port Macquarie
Before we depart the Gold Coast we take one last walk along the beach. Alex scoots along the Esplanade, I spot a Scoot plane descending towards the airport. I spot a couple of bluebottle jellyfish in the sand, large shells and a crab scuttling along. For the second day in a row we eat breakfast… Read more
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Seeing Sea World
The big reason tourists come to the Gold Coast is to visit one or more of the theme parks. B and I have been to three of them, with only Dreamworld missing out. Of those Sea World is our favourite, so we decided to take Alex there. Despite the public holidays having come to a… Read more
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Twice the nice spice
The weather may not be so hot up here, but there are other forms of heat. A simple day of simple pleasures. Though a McDonald’s breakfast may be simple it is not really a pleasure. Neither is it for the heavily tattooed young man seemingly passed out on a table inside, removed by police and… Read more
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Hippies, hipsters and bogan beaches
The folk in Byron Bay live on a different astral plane to me. My plane either uses jet fuel or mathematics. Theirs? Not quite sure, which is why I don’t exist there. The drive from Coffs Harbour to Byron Bay was very pretty with some bucolic scenery along the Clarence and Richmond rivers. These were… Read more
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Breakwaters, beaches and the Big Banana
Sleeping in. What is it? Does it exist? I’m no longer certain any more. Anybody for hot cross buns (microwaved, of course)? No, we want to go out. So we drive down to the marina, which is already busy with swimmers and runners, walkers and posers. I guess we are among the second pair as… Read more
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A not so Good Friday drive to Coffs Harbour
Note to self: Don’t drive out of Sydney on Good Friday. Especially if you are heading north. It all started yesterday. After a day of me at work, and Alex building Lego Mindstorm robots nearby, we arrived home in the afternoon to take Kita to boarding. Normally that would be a 15 minute drive. Felt… Read more