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Sunday 1 March, 2.35pm, Soho Motel First of all, let me apologise for the infrequency of the blogging of late. The reasons for this are threefold (as all reasons should be): Uno) Lack of motivation. Australia is nice. It's very nice, in fact. It is officially good here. But New Zealand was great. New Zealand was spectacular. New Zealand had the …
... motif that made up the side of the building. Even the library looked like casually dumped primary coloured building blocks. Clearly Brisbane council is on a mission to portray this alternative artistic side to Australia's third main city. The skyline is made up of hotels and office blocks and the muddy river that runs through the centre seems ironic when you're standing between these fancy buildings. We crossed over the river to the Museum, which at 7am in the morning was ...
... they showed a good bit of territory defence, so there was plenty of scurries as they sorted things out, they didn’t seem bothered by the bush turkeys walking about either, but even there, a big old ‘Tom was strutting his stuff
They have these bush turkeys wandering around and they were either scratching about or scrounging food from tables (apparently they aren’t welcome in gardens, they dig up or eat everything and just wreck any garden) ...
... for me.
Had a rest in Narrabi, the Australian Cotton Centre and then stopped for the night in Coonabarabran.
No internet or TV tonight as this will become a problem as we go on farther.
We drove 563kms today.
Another bright sunny day but cold and we had to use both heaters this morning to warm up the RV.
The terrain is hilly with lots of horse farms and it appears that the sheep have been sheared. It is very very dry as the ...
What an opportunity! My Uncle Georg is planning to take a group to PNG to see the Mt Hagen Show and the Sepik River with Madang on the itinerary.
If I go I get to see the Mt Hagen Show, see where my grandfather trekked the jungles of PNG as a missionary from the 1930's to 1950's and where I grew up with my parents in the late 1960's.
After lots of deliberating, and considering that it might be the last time he chooses to visit PNG, ...