|Waiting for the train to Brisbane.|
|The Brisbane River winds all through the city.|
|The city is full of beautiful old trees.|
It is a city of relatively new high-rise buildings of various architectural design. There is a heavy use of reflective glass on the exterior to catch the reflection from the water and changing sunlight. With more than 70 cranes in the sky, we think they are overbuilding – especially apartment complexes!
|Pies and fries (they call them "chips") Aussie staples!|
|The Mall is a closed off street that goes for several blocks.|
|The market in the Botanical Garden on Sunday.|
We lucked out with a hotel I found online. The Royal on the Park is an elegant older structure with modern updated rooms. The location was perfect: across the street from the Botanical Gardens, a short walk to the mall street in one direction and to the riverfront in the other.
Australia is a country of outdoor living as many of the bars and restaurants are open air. We spent Saturday afternoon exploring the area and scoping out restaurants.
On Sunday morning, we were greeted with a nice surprise. Our plan was to take a nice stroll through the Botanical Garden and then find a place for brunch. As we entered the garden, we were welcomed by the weekly Sunday market of arts, crafts, miscellaneous and FOOD!
|My Breakfast: Potato Pancakes with fresh applesauce|
|The Potato Pancake station.|
|Dennis had poached eggs on his.|
Following breakfast and a stroll though the art fair section, we wandered throughout the Botanical Garden. It was a lovely way to spend the morning.
We had decided not to sail into Brisbane as it meant backtracking about thirty miles. Instead, we opted to see the city from the river on the City Cat ferry and spent a pleasant Sunday afternoon just making a round trip from Eagle Pier to the Queensland University and back out to Hamilton near the Port of Brisbane. Dinner on Eagle Pier was a perfect ending for a great day.
|Beautiful plants everywhere.|
|I just don't understand why people need to damage plants|
like this. The canes were full of carvings.
Monday turned out to be a special day. Back in Vanuatu, we had met a couple of yachts in different places. An invitation from Tony Love to make contact when we got to Australia was extended. This a frequent thing among sailors. In fact, we hosted a couple from Germany at our home when they came through Lake St. Clair, having met them in the Caribbean.
Our original plan had been to sail from New Caledonia to Brisbane, so I had emailed Tony about places to leave the boat while we traveled. He offered to make arrangements for us at his yacht club, the Royal Queensland Yacht Squadron. Then we discovered the Down Under Rally which would let us check off the Bucket List item of sailing into Sydney Harbour! And so our plans for sailing into Brisbane were scratched.
|Dinner after a long river cruise.|
|Royal Queensland Yacht Squadron|
|Inside the club|
Actually, our first contact came when he noticed Grosse Pointe
Farms, MI on our stern. He was sailing a boat called S/V Patriot, a Swan Chicago-Mackinaw
racer, which he bought in Chicago. See how small this world really is! He
recently sold S/V Patriot and bought another boat from California. One of the
most wonderful things about the yachting community is the connections we make.
While we will probably not see most of them again, as sailors we have shared
something that just can't be fully explained to others. But they will always be
special in our memories.
|Thank you, Tony Love!|
My saying is: "Until our wakes cross again ..."