Hey I’m writing this on the 17 day, the 23 of June but I will tell you about yesterday. Yesterday was a good day it started at 8, as part of the working for accommodation we have to do some of the cleaning luckily we only have to work for 3 hours. That bit wasn’t that good as I hovered, I don’t know what it is but hovers just never seem to like me. This hover wasn’t the small and nice light ones or even a happy Henry no… it was like lugging around a big chugging machine from the industrial revolution! It was horrible. Anyway after lunch I decided to go to see the sunset at Urangan Pier, I set of at half one and got there at half 3! I didnt realise how long the walk was, it was lovely. I did stop on the way, I found a part of the beach covered with broken shells that you couldn’t walk in the water, I found little balls of sand making it look like the beach was having its own fireworks display. I found a Rainbow lorikeet acting like a guard at a hole in the middle of a tree, it wasn’t till I got really close it flew off and another one crawled up through the hole and took flight. I peered through the gap one I could see some egg shells, i couldn’t make out if they were broken or not but I thought I should go so the mum could come back. I went on with my walk. I also saw some weird birds like rocker pigeons. I love it here it’s so full of nature and green. The sea was like the different shades of chalk you find when you open the box or displaying in an art shop window. When I reached the pier i found that it was longer than I thought! It went out into the sea, I was walking down and on the barrier separating you from the deepest blue, it did look very deep, were the most beautiful loving memory plaques. Some were inscribed with sayings such as ‘gone fishing’ or ‘together again’ it was so pretty. As I got to the end of the pier it got so windy and cold, I told myself off for only wearing a vest and shorts, I wrapped my sarong around my arms wich gave my a bit of protection from the wind. The pier was covered by fishers young and old women and men, I watched this activity and patience game. I would of just given up but they were so determined to get something they wouldn’t. There was a very smart pelican who just waited, standing on the pier and not flying off when people got to close. I was so confused, why was he there? Was he hurt? No he just couldn’t be bothered to do any work as when the fishermen caught fish wich were to small they feed them to him. The lazy bird but you have to admit he was smart. I stayed there until the sunset, lucky my friend Givonna, the Italian who is my dorm mate, came along so I could drive back instead of walk! I got chatting to this really nice man and we hit it off! It was so nice and I had no idea he was flirting with me until Givonna told me when we were walking back down. I felt so silly and embarrassed but I gave him my number and we have made plans to meet up again! I’m so excited but nervous, it’s the first time I did anything like this but it was a nice little confidence boost. Anyway back to the sunset, it was nice but the clouds got in the way. I’m going go there again and try the sunset again, apparently you can sometimes see dolphins there so I’m definitely going try again. I have booked an eco-boat tour on Monday to go to the Round island, learn about turtles, dolphins and fish. Hopefully I’ll see some and then go snorkelling in a reef! Sounds amazing so excited!
The last days were a bit meh, nice but meh. I didn’t think they were worth talking about really, they were very relaxing and letting me get mentally ready to go to Hearvey bay. On this journey of self discovery and finding out what life is like and experiencing it rather than reading about it, the past week staying with Peater and Penny helped. When living in Weston I feel like I forgot the feeling of love and belonging as I was just unhappy, yes there were good and happy times, but they were almost over before they started! Staying with Penny she helped me open up those feelings again through her kind words and poetry. She will be publishing a poetry book later on this year, I will be her number one fan! I really enjoyed my time in Sherwood and Brisbane and know I will definitely come back! I am currently on a greyhound buss to Harvey bay where I will be volunteering at a Hostle for a month in exchange of accommodation and other things to. I am super excited but so nervous at the same time! Anyway 5 hours on this bus to go! Lucky I have lodes of snacks and wifi to!
Today started slowly, I almost didn’t leave the house! It was down to Penney who got me of my but and out and about. We took the train up to Brisbane together, instead of getting of at Roma we got out at central station wich was the next stop. When you were out side of central station you could see the building, it was so magnificent. There were parts of the building dedicated to the woman and men who lost their lives in the Second World War. There was one just dedicated to the woman, this is really nice as there were a lot of women but they don’t always get a mention, normally it’s just for the men so it was nice seeing the woman mentioned. First thing I did was I brought some stamps and sent some postcards, I wonder how long they will take I have been told it will probably be a week or two! I then tried to find the way to the botanical gardens, after getting so confused I went up to talk to a nice lady near the bus stop. The lady, Wendy, was so helpful she told me that there is a free public transport that can take you round the city, FREE!!! They are the red busses or ferries, the busses normally leave every half hour and go in a loop of the city. This was great, its a great way to encourage public transportation! Also very handy as it called right outside the botanical gardens, Wendy was so nice and helpful telling me were everything is and what stops to get of at. Enter the botanical gardens, it was amazing it’s still in town but I couldn’t hear any of the town life! There were people jogging up and down, zooming past on Bicycles, chatting on the benches near the lake or under trees, and wondering around like me. One one side of the botanical gardens you had the city but on the other side you had the lake separating it from the other side of the city, there were boats anchored near the park and a little harbour were people could sail up to with smaller boats, it was lovely that this was so near the gardens. It brought a sense of happiness to the park, that even though the bizziness of the city is right over there this is a place of relaxation and that there are green and eco-friendly ways to get around.
There were loads of different plants and trees, most were more adapted living in different regions but were surviving in Brisbane. As well as trees there where flowers to, I came across a lovely Hibiscus flower patch wich had a nice sundial in the middle of it.
I went in one big loop of the gardens and on the side, the sider closer to the city, there were some ponds. It just felt so serial that there were ponds with some irises and birds around, but you could see the skyscrapers in the reflection and towering over the trees. It was amazing but weird at the same time.
After my loop I decided to go and check out the ferry Service which goes along the Brisbane river, as well as the red buses there are also red ferries which are free! I got on at Eagle St Pier and got of at the second stop Maritime Museum. The ferry was very bissy as I decided to travel when everyone else wanted to go home! After the first stop some people got of so it was less stuffed. At the back of the ferry there was a bit were you could sit outside and watch the city go buy.
I wish I stayed on the boat longer and watched the sunset, oh well next time! I got of at the museum stop only to find it was closed, silly me it was 4 in the evening! Oh well. I did manage to walk back into Brisbane on the Goodwell bridge back to the botanical gardens and then on the city hopper bus (free buss and ferry service name) back to central station! One big loop! When I got of the bridge I walked on the river path in the gardens, wich was lovely. I have put a picture of my root down below.
Sorry it’s so badly drawn but it gives a bit more of an idea
Hey, so today was amazing and I didn’t fall asleep during the day! it started with me catching the train from Sherwood to Roma, wich is a station in Brisbane. I firstly brought my Grayhound bus ticket to Harvey Bay on the 15th! Everyone was so helpful and didn’t mind braking it down to me 🙂 After that I decided to go look around Brisbane, after waking in circles I found the start of the Kurilpa Bridge.
The bridge is named Kurilpa as it means Kuril’s place in Turrubul/ Dippil language. Kuril dreaming is a love story about the Dilly Bag Girl who made the bags with kangaroo. Kuril was promised to a man in a group traveling to Kureeel near Nembour. When he realised that she wasn’t in the group and missing, he traveled back to the place where the bridge is and found her. I found this to be a really nice story and how before the bridge was made it was already a meeting place.
It was so nice and sunny, and hot! I’m so glad I wore my dress. There were other people who were walking and chatting with friends or loved ones, ones cycling and even running! Exhausting stuff especially in the morning and the afternoon sun. When the bridge finished I decided to go to the art gallery wich was nearby, I passed a man watering some plants and people on the grass soaking up the sun. I walked up half the mane road before releasing it wasn’t there and turned back, I was walking back to the bridge feeling embarrassed and silly that I couldn’t find the Gallery, looking around as if it was going to suddenly appear out of thin air. The gardener grabbed my attention by remarking how lost I looked I gave a laugh and asked him for directions, now I felt so embarrassed and a tourist as he pointed at the great big building right behind me!
I thought it was some offices! There were three levels, the ground floor had a special exsibit on, it was about marvel. It was a shame that you had to pay to get in, it looked really interesting but I didn’t want to spend money. On the second floor the art was about self image and identity. Some of the stuff was moving and made you think about life in general.
There was also other exhibits,
I felt so grown up and mature! I was in an art gallery finding it interesting and reading the information, that’s what mum normally does, but I was doing it!
When I finished I decided to walk across the river and exsplore Brisbane, I got totally lost. It was so fun.