I had a cross-cultural nightmare. I was dreaming that I was driving a car on the right side of the road and I was sitting on the passenger’s seat on the left and had pedals on my side but the wheel was on the right. I couldn’t see anything in the mirrors! I think my brain is getting ready to try driving on the left side of the road…
In the morning I saw plenty of wallabies on the field outside of our chalet. I had even a close encounter with a mum and her joey while having breakfast.
We left our bags in the car, left the key at the office and went for one hour walk, Scenic circuit.
Can you spot a kookaburra? More photos from the Bunya Mountains on my photoblog.
It was a holiday AND Monday so everything was closed and we were getting hungry. We went down the Mountains and about 50 km later we stopped for lunch in Kingaroy, a typical agricultural town where one of Premieres of Queensland was born and died there, Sir Joh Bjelke-Petersen.
The town is also known as the “Peanut Capital of Australia”.
After lunch we headed north, stopped by Bjelke-Petersen Dam where I saw an Aboriginal family having a picnic. Well, nothing unusual here, but I was excited to finally see indigenous Australians.
The landscape was again hilly with eucalyptus trees by the road. It hadn’t been raining for quite a while, so it was dry and there were huge areas of burnt bush along the way.
We arrived in Gympie before sunset and spent that night again at P. and G.’s friends, a lovely elderly couple. This is when I found out that there was snow in Wellington. Oh, really? I hope it’ll be all gone by the time I get there.