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Published: August 25th 2009
If the truth be known, we only really came here as it was in between New Zealand and SE Asia. Both of us never had much desire to come here, not that we had anything against it. It just seemed it wasn’t going to be any different to most places and also full of Irish, again, nothing against the Irish, after all I am one of them. That’s another thing, being Irish. It helps. We’ve all heard the phrase ‘everybody loves the Irish’. Well only a fool would believe that and I don’t for a second think that everybody likes us, but we are most certainly more liked than a lot of countries around the world. I suppose we never tried to take control of a country by force. We always slipped in the back door, made friends with everyone and then built their houses. We’ve never really threatened anyone and our national day is celebrated all over the world, if only for the reason of having a big party in some places. We’ve met lots of different people who have more interest in you when they find out you are Irish. They are generally older than us and have some
sort of connection or story. A Uruguay man yesterday evening said to us (queue Spanish accent), ‘Irish people, most beautiful’. He was elderly, very knowledgeable and very interesting to talk too. Anyway, moral of the story, being Irish helps.
Back to Australia. Its great to be honest. We’ve already had to skip too much as time is not on our side. If we were coming back again I think it might be to Surfers Paradise on the Gold Coast. Its got big high rise buildings, flashy neon lights, all sorts of theme parks, plenty of bars and restaurants. That is generally the kind of place I would like to stay away from but it has a certain charm when you add in the 36km long beach that runs by it. The Gold Coast also attracts 2 million tourist a year and I can see why. Its not cheap either. We went out to have one or two quiet drinks, met a bridal party from Leeds and got home at 4am minus our food, petrol and accommodation budget for the next 4 days. Socialising is expensive here!
The next day after our night out we went to Wet ‘n’
Wild water park. We spent all day running up stairs with rubber tubes on our shoulders and coming back down on whatever thrill slide that was on offer. Our favourite was the Tornado and least favourite the Kamikaze. Michelle had to sit towards me for the kamikaze, with her back to the slide. She said my face each time we went down and then up had more fear than she had ever seen on anyone before. I really thought we were going out over the edge each time and after the second go I swore I’d never do it again. It was a fun day out and not without it bumps or bruises either. Somewhere along the line I hurt the topside of my foot. It has swollen slightly and hurts when I pull my toes back. Michelle has advised that maybe I should stop pulling my toes back the way and it mightn’t hurt so much. She could be right!
Now we are in Noosa. It is a beautiful area and I would say its more for people with plenty of money than without. It looks exactly like the plans you might see for a town in a
glass case that is on show to try and sell property in a foreign country. Trees are all in the right places, nicely designed buildings, people in cafes outside, you know what I’m on about. It even has an area called the French Quarter. How snooty does that sound! We like it here though. It has plenty of nice restaurants but I’m afraid we are limited to looking at the menus and having the odd ice cream at one of the many Gelatismos (Italian ice cream) in the area. Any one feel sorry for us? I doubt it!
In a bit. DH
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