Monday, January 22, 2007

Back to it - january 2007

It has been altogether 'too' long.

Yes there have been no new posts ... but there is a reason. The shorter version? I moved from Townsville to Sydney.

In summary - Yes - it finally happened (10 years overdue according to some friends) - I did it - I packed my bags, said my goodbyes, and drove from far north queensland all the way down to sydney.

The trip went something like this:

Day 1:
Townsville - Mackay

Day 2:
Mackay - Gladstone

Day 3:
Gladstone - Brisbane

Day 4:
Brisbane - Port Macquarie

Day 5:
Port Macquarie - Sydney

Granted some of the stops along the way were 'family / friend' visits .. it was still a very long drive.

The only hotel / motel - accommodation that I stayed in during the trip was at Port Macquarie - Quality Inn & Suites Port Macquarie.... let the recommendations fly. This was a great little stop over location - easy to find - and a great room.

http://www.qualityportmac.com.au/qualityinn/

Notes:

Brisbane - arriving into Brisbane at peak hour. Bedlam! One way streets, crazy drivers, bridges ... not something I really want to remember.
Passed 'second hand houses' for sale in a field on the way in.
Passed a tree filled with what looked like industrial 'fluffy' waste - it was in fact birds nesting near a waterhole.
Dinner with nat & cath - somewhere in Southbank .. an Inn? the plough inn? Food was good - red wine ok. http://www.ploughinn.com.au/

Sydney - arrived in the middle of a heat wave... +38C outside the car ... driving over the soaring and sharp edged cliffs (that the locals assure me are easy as pie to drive over) ... with high winds, caravans in front of me weaving all over the road .. and fully-laden semi-trailers easily passing my little car struggling up the steep inclines.

The little garmin GPS http://www.garmin.com worked a treat ... up until it came time to direct me to Oatlands. Now .. not that it was the gps unit's fault .. it was in fact mine ... or to be more precise -- the street namers of parramatta. Who on earth puts duplicate street names in suburbs which are only 4 minutes apart? i ended up outside the wrong house ... dying to go to the bathroom .. and hysterical from the heat, overheating car, cliffs, bridges, and psychotic drivers.

After a few little tears - and frantic phone calls to the family - I decided to 'revisit' the gps .. and try for the street again -- this time using a different spelling for the suburb - lo and behold - it was there :).

And here we are.

Living with family
Moved house 'again' in the few weeks after arrival (to the house next door if you can believe it)
working in the city - and having had limited restaurant experiences (so much for living in a capital city full of food).

China town is a semi-regular Friday night haunt (if family can be bothered to make their way into the city from their place of work)
Lunch normally consists of sushi .. or fighting through the hoards in the DJ & Myer food halls (and the food hall in the westfield).


The posts should be updated again soon. Cross fingers.

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