No, we haven't been eaten by a croc - we just haven't done anything too remarkable the past few days.
Tuesday we took a ferry from Sydney out to Manly Beach. Another beautiful coastal walk with spectacular views, but not too different from beach areas we've already shown you.
Wednesday we travelled by plane to Brisbane. Brisbane is a smaller city, somewhat less sophistacated than Sydney - in the Central Business District fancy shops are interspersed with businesses catering to the many backpackers and students in the area. The city is centered on the Brisbane River, with pretty parklands lining it.
We had our best meal of the trip so far in Brisbane - at an Indian restaurant. The Australian food generally is sort of a bad imitation of English food, with less flavor, so this Indian place must not have been around long enough to start catering to the local tastes. You might think with all these beaches we've been to that we've been swimming like fish but, me not being a fan of killer jellyfish and rip tides, the first time I've immersed myself in Australian waters was the Brisbane hotel pool.
We took a bus Thursday from Brisbane to Noosa, our resort beach getaway. Queensland, which we are in now, is Australia's Sunshine State, so you can say it's Australia's Florida. It's humid, tropical, laid-back, and beachy. Noosa consists of a street of boutiques and restaurants, a long, curving beach, and resorts nestled in rainforest. We have a palatial apartment overlooking the ocean. The only weird think is that for some reason there are turkeys running all over this place, I'm serious!