A childhood haunt

Wynnum’s wading pool brings back memories from my childhood when my parents drove my sister and I to Wynnum  to cool off on Brisbane’s sweltering summer days. Salt water from Moreton Bay filled the enclosure at high tide to about sixty centimetres, making it safe for children.

By the Bay

This beachside suburb is a restful location I always visit on trips to Brisbane. Firstly, there’s a stretch of fish and chip shops where I can have one of my favourite fattening treats: a potato scallop.

Stepping back in time

In a section of the city blocked off from traffic where people meandered from one shop to the next or lounged at cafes clustered in the middle of the mall, sat the Brisbane Arcade.

Among the paper barks at Indiscapes

Located just out of Brisbane in the Redlands area, the bushland setting housed a restaurant. I walked towards the building through paper barks, a tree often used in artwork. Some artists created an entire picture using the outer layer from these trees. Left alone, they are one of my favourite native trees.

Alone over the Great Barrier Reef

After our tour boat anchored, almost everyone took advantage of the glass bottom boats to view the reef, except me. I snorkelled over a different part of the reef to spy the wonderworld below.

What did you ask?

With the trip through Java to Bali over, there was no more of my daughter counting down the days till our return. I thought she’d never want to leave Australia again.