Today, we headed out to Kings Beach to take advantage of one last day of swimming. It came at a cost - sunburn, but we had a blast and it was worth every red mark
I find these drifts a little more acceptable.
The Glasshouse mountains named by Captain Cook as they
reminded him of the glass furnaces of Yorkshire England. They were once lava
plugs within volcanic cones.
My son and I took Jan out for supper. Brisbane had converted an old Gas Storage area into a trendy café, area.
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