The famous harbour, bridge and opera house make you feel like you are a part of the stereotypical ozzie icons. The first time I saw all three of these wonders together was when I really and truly felt like Australia was real. Brisbane is just there, full of one way streets, twisting roads and hilly streets. Residences are mostly old Queenslanders, wooden houses raised on stilts. The dress code is casual, shoes and shirts not required.
Thongs are the choice of footwear when called for.
Queensland, the Great Barrier Reef and Cairns are typically filmed for all those gorgeous travel channel documentaries shown to entice Americans to come over for a holiday. Being here, I have to say the real thing is quite a bit better then what I could have ever imagined. The air always smells of exotic Bush flowers, this comforting, warm smell that reminds of of someone rubbing Kiss my Face lotion on after a bath, that or the aroma of yellow beeswax candles. Here, I feel very introspective. In Melbourne I began a spiritual journey, but it feels like the old wisdom here will allow me to find what I am searching for inside myself.