Bungunyah Manor Resort
Travel Blogs from North Tamborine
I should sue Walt Disney
I always thought of myself as pretty immune to the world´s attempt to dumb down women. I am a violent opponent of women´s magazines. They should be completely and utterly forbidden. These magazines are to a great extent responsible for the stultification of women. Their prime messages are Shop till you drop! and Starve till you die! Hard to see the educational value in such **** - even though the **** comes with a glossy cover.
I might look like a girly girl on ...
If I fell in love with a town...
... in a fancy hotel room on the fourth floor of the Rydges hotel in South Bank.
The first thing I noticed about the city, in that first Brisbane moment, was its unique fingerprint.
My heart literally skipped a beat when I stepped on the balcony. The view was breathtaking. The city´s stunning skyline perfectly blended with the pink and orange sunset. The last sunbeams reflected off the glazed office buildings, the wheel did its infinite ...
Hiking & Tasting
... it out. On the way we got side tracked by the Beacon Rd. look out and the Witch's Falls. We had a quick lunch and eventually reached the distillery. It was quaint little drive up the one lane driveway, lined with trees on both side. As you pull up it looks like a nice old house with a barn. Could not tell it was a distillery. You walk in and the shop is filled with eastern European nick knacks and glass ware. Behind the counter are two long rows ...
Departure day
... soon going past it and we arrived with time to spare and wouldnt you know it our flight was delayed for an hour so we had loads of time.
Once we boarded we checked out where we would be sitting for the next hour or 13. We made ourselves comfy and settled as best you can on a long haul flight. Lucky for Jayden they have plenty of entertainment on board and he was in his element watching movies and playing games for ...
Slugs on Doorknobs and Mullet Skirts
... up to the gate of the house, went to turn the doorknob on the gate door and rather than cool, solid metal, I grabbed a fistful of squishy, slimy fleshiness. My heart simultaneously leaped into my throat and crashed into my belly while an inexplicable sheet of doom washed out my brain (that’s the scientific explanation). My distracted mind was so far from slimy slug thoughts that it was absolutely incomprehensible to me what exactly was ...