








We took the scenic train ride from Cairns to Kuranda village today.

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We took the scenic train ride from Cairns to Kuranda village today.
We are frequent users of the bus that runs along Lake Street by our hotel and into downtown Cairns, even though it is just seven or eight large city blocks. It is just too hot and humid to walk that far.
These pictures are from around downtown Cairns.






We went out to Fitzroy Island today, officially Fitzroy Island National Park.
The island lies offshore from Cape Grafton, 29 km (18 mi) southeast of Cairns.
Our catamaran vessel set out at 8 am, and we were back early afternoon.
It was overcast at our arrival, and windy. The wind only worsened, and soon we learned that our planned glass-bottomed boat trip out to one of the reefs had to be cancelled. (The wind makes the water choppy and murky).
The walk through the forest to Nudey Beach was nice enough, though— and it was the first time that I had set foot on an entire beach of dead coral.














We made it into Cairns, with a 6.05 am departure out of Brisbane.
We took a taxi into Cairns, which was just a few miles away from the airport.
We are leaving Brisbane at the crack of dawn Monday morning, to fly up to Cairns in tropical Far North Queensland.
I took the No 100 bus to the city one last time, and on the way back I stepped off at Woolloongabba station to look around for a last little bit.



My brother and sister-in-law and I made a trip to Gold Coast today to check in with my niece, and to check out the famous beaches there.



We drove up to the Sunshine Coast today, and stopped at three beaches for a little time in the sun and in the surf.






These pictures are all from Roma Street Parkland.
We entered it by stepping off the No 66 bus at the Roma Street stop, and then walking through the Roma Street train station (first picture). The statue is of Mahatma Ghandi.
Roma Street Parkland offers designer gardens and sprawling lawns winding around 16 hectares of spectacular parklands. It is said to be well-known by garden and plant enthusiasts for its exceptional horticultural standards.








The sun was out in full force today, here in Brisbane in Australia’s Sunshine State
(30 °C/ 86 °F).
I was in the West End where I spotted the ferry at the terminal there. I made a run for it and hopped on.
It was raining today, and I took the No 454 bus from Queen Street Mall that ran out to Indooroopilly* to see some of suburban Brisbane.
*Derived from either the local Aboriginal word nyindurupilli, meaning ‘gully of the leeches’ or yindurupilly meaning ‘gully of running water’ (Source: Wikipedia)






My sister-in-law and I drove down to Gold Coast this morning.
We had borrowed my niece’s car for a few days and took it back to her.
(The other family car had been shipped from Perth, and word is that it has arrived in Brisbane harbor).
Story Bridge was constructed in 1940 and is the longest cantilever bridge in Australia. It is named after prominent public servant John Douglas Story.








I took the train to the city to check out Brisbane Central Station today.









I took the No 120 bus to the bus terminal under the Queen Street Mall in downtown Brisbane today.















I made the phone ring off the hook at that number, sent an email back on Friday. No response.
The courier showed up this morning with one bag.
Off I went to the airport, when my phone finally rang. Swissport Baggage Service. They have my other bag, working on a courier that could deliver it between 1 pm and 5 pm.
Well – you’re too late, I said. Your logistics had failed me multiple times. I’m on my way to the airport to retrieve the bag in person.



We took the bus this morning to South Brisbane and South Bank, on the banks of the Brisbane river.








It’s Thursday here in Brisbane, in Queensland, Australia.
The traveler made his two connections but his checked luggage did not.
The connection in Auckland was trouble, because we left San Francisco 90 minutes late. I had to make a mad dash for the gate in Auckland to make the final connection to Brisbane.









I’m in the United Airlines lounge across from gate A10 (in Terminal A) here at Sea-Tac airport.
I have a short layover in San Francisco— if my Airbus A319 is going to pull up at the arrival gate by more than 30 mins late, I’m going to have to hurry up to board the flight to Auckland. (Looks like an on-time departure here out of Seattle, so it should be fine).

