Oh my childish ways, and the consequences I’ll have to face.
But what was said was done, and perhaps friend, I’ll no longer have one.
Still, I can’t make anyone like me, so I’ll just try liking myself instead.
Oh my childish ways, and the consequences I’ll have to face.
I knew. I knew. I knew.
And you really don’t have to.
I’m giving it all up.
I guess, what’s now is good enough.
Tonight I’d sleep on ice,
Fresh layers, they wouldn’t entice.
And perhaps a new addition to my red,
To take away the throbbing ache.
It doesn’t matter. It shouldn’t matter. It wouldn’t matter.
Oh heart, oh mind,
Be silent. Be silent. Be silent.
You’ll eventually be numb and fine,
Oh heart, my heart, oh mind.
AND SO, I decided that I ought to get down to do some travelling before time sneakily slips away from me again. Ergo, GOLD COAST SOLO! Or at least, it was solo for half the trip.
Gold Coast Regional Botanic Gardens
I decided that I needed my dose of greenery, so the next closest thing that the public transport can bring me to (within the Gold Coast area) was to the Gold Coast Regional Botanic Gardens!
Panoramas of the place
I like this place. It’s serene and relaxing, which totally made me regretted not getting some snacks from the grocers before going over… *whines* Anyway, walking among all the green-greens was like a form meditation, and my soul felt very satisfied with the nature-goodness by the time I left.
It was the first time I used Airbnb to settle my accommodation plans, and I guess for this very short trip, it was reasonably economic and good. (:
My accommodation was situated in the Molendinar suburb of Gold Coast. So, being a total Tng, I woke up at some crazy hour in the morning (sometime between 3am to 4am) and got myself ready to do some walk-ploring (walk + exploring).
I also went to Mahogany Park in the suburb, but as soon as I got there, I realised it was… just a very small grass field which was, really, not impressive at all. So no pictures! LOL.
Anyhoo, it was a very impromptu road trip, but nonetheless randomly fun. I kind of decided that I really needed to start satisfying my wanderlust, get some walking done and also give my eyes a nature-feast, so I searched up for the accommodation, planned my bus route and off I went!
Also, I’m really grateful that H decided to travel to GC and back to Brissy with me! I suppose solo travel wouldn’t be
so dreadful and horrible and horrendous and bad, but having H around had definitely added a lot more fun and fun and FUN into the whole journey. So technically, only the exploring bits were solo. Still, I’m glad I managed to get my lazy ass out into the vast and beautiful world of Aussie! (:
Cause all of me
Loves all of you
Love your curves and all your edges
All your perfect imperfections
Why does it hurt when I heard your heart shatter?
Oh, I wish my hands could heal.
I wish my heart could mend.
And I wish my presence could comfort.
But we’re all damaged in our own ways.
And maybe, we’re all just looking for some means to feel safe again.
25Nov2013: Final Day
We had some spare time on the final day, since we managed to cover quite a fair bit of the required distance during the past few days. So we decided to be tourists-for-a-day and stopped by places along the way that looked rather interesting to us.
Also, since it was the final day, I pampered myself with a large cup of my usual half strength flat white before all the driving commenced. Oh boy, heavenly. *grins*
Stop #1: Bamboo Land
It might be a psychological thing, but bamboos somehow have a certain tranquillising effect on me. I could sit there all day, gazing at the way the gentle breeze caresses the leaves and how they all sway with delight in response… IF ONLY there weren’t that many mosquitos around. Hmm…
Stop #2: Gympie
We stopped by Gympie to soak in the lively yet relaxing vibe of that place. I kinda liked Gympie, mainly because it wasn’t as noisy and messy as Brisbane, but also not as ghostly and dead as some other towns I’ve visited.
Stop #3: The Ettamogah Pub
The Ettamogah Pub was a commercialised place catered to tourists, I suppose, since Aussie World was right beside it. As usual, I wasn’t that interested.
But out of all the tourist-ish shops there, I was most intrigued by the Fudge shop. I have never seen such a variety of fudges in one place before! And when I stepped out of that shop, I thought I smelled as if I just went swimming in a pool of liquid sugar. Laughs.
Final: Glass House Mountains Lookout
Oh, the mountains! I came to know about this place when I was on my way to Sunshine Coast with the Orange group many months back. And despite my desire to visit different places within Brisbane, the amount of time needed for me to travel by public transportation was such a bummer that GHM never did cross my path after that. So, you can imagine my excitement when David wanted to visit GHM!
Then of course, we finally got ourselves right into the heart of Brisbane, the land of little Asia. We saved up our appetites for our Chinese cuisine dinner, and were satisfied to have our Asian meat cravings sated before I finally get to kiss my lovely home again! Haha.
So, this was how my
half East Coast Odyssey came to an end. I remember being initially anxious about going on this trip, worried that I would bore the shit out if David, or that I would cause delays or trouble etc etc. But well, I guess I wasn’t that bad as a road trip companion after all! (:
I guess, it sounded pretty lame to fly all the way to Cairns just to drive back down to Brisbane, but it was nonetheless one of the best decisions I’ve made in these recent months. And even though the reunion with David was just for a couple of days, I’m glad I didn’t let my anxieties dictate my decisions.
It’s all good. Or if not, it doesn’t really matter anyway.
Because it’s too much, yet it’s not all.
Because how can I allow that.
Because I thought I was, but I’m not.
Because it’s too much, yet not enough.
And I saw the tides changing, and I knew it would.
And there’s too much, and I’m too little.
And I wish I’d be better, and I wish I am better.
But I’m wrong, I’m wrong.
24Nov2013: Day 3
Sarina Showground Market
David and I were bursting with anticipation (okay, I exaggerate) for this market! I guess, we were lucky to be in Sarina on the last Sunday of the month, because this market is a monthly affair, and I’m really glad to have seen it!
It’s pretty different from the markets I’ve been to Brisbane. This market sold a variety of products, ranging from different sorts of bakery to scented candles, to apparels, to accessories, to home decorations etc. Perhaps Brissy does have such markets, just that I’ve been
refusing to get my lazy ass out of my house too busy to go for them… Heh…
Stop #1: Tooloomba
Stop #2: The Heritage Village (Parkhurst)
Resting Place: Gin Gin Hotel
I remember having a really good impression on Gin Gin. It’s strange, and I can’t exactly explain why, how towns can feel different even though they’re just a short distance apart. But Gin Gin had this really nice atmosphere, and I wouldn’t mind staying there for a couple of days if it was possible.
23Nov2013: Day 2
We started the day relatively early, since my body clock is pretty screwed up and I’m boyish enough to not need 10 years just to get ready.
Stop #1: Bowen
I was, honestly, looking for stalls that would be selling Bowen mangoes, since they’re known for it. But alas, there weren’t any. So I guess…
This shall suffice. (:
Stop #2: Proserpine
Nothing much was open there, but David brought me to the most colourful shop in Queensland (I reckon), ever.
Pretty cool, but nothing that would interest me, really.
Stop #3: The Leap
Breathtaking. ‘Nuff said.
Stop #4: Sarina Sugarshed
Everything… was closed. ): David wanted to show me the sugar shed there, and perhaps get some confectionary. But nothing was open, and that would mean I won’t get to see it at all, since the next day was a Sunday. Oh wells…
Resting place: Tandara Hotel Motel
We then settled into one of the accommodations in Sarina for the day, since the sun was starting to set. I guess, I was already recovering from my ‘excessive human exposure allergy’, but still very much wiped out to have fallen asleep while David was still watching Finding Nemo. Lol.
Honestly, it’s more like 1/2 East Coast Odyssey, since I’ve only travelled from Cairns to Brisbane… But still, I’m really glad I’ve decided to join David on this road trip!
It’s somehow comforting to be around him again. Although I’d always roll my eyes when he inserts some profanities into every nice song or his usage of weird (yet apt) analogies to explain what he wants to say, but I end up missing them when I’m away from him. And I guess, I miss the way it’s just so easy to share every good and shameful and happy and debilitating and exciting and self-deprecating thought with him but never getting judgement in return.
22Nov2013: Day 1
Unfortunately, I went over to Cairns a little too late to stay any longer there. So I didn’t get to visit my favourite Smithfield Shopping Centre and Yorkeys Knob and Machans Beach. ):
BUT as a consolation, it was a weekend! So there was RUSTY’S FRUIT MARKET!
Oh boy, how I miss this place!
And of course, my first East Coast Odyssey (ECO) commenced once we left the oh-so-missed fruit market.
Stop #1: Innisfail
Stop #2: Cardwell
Stop #3: Rollingstone
This was where I had my faithful meeting with the first doggie to sit on my lap.
She was soooooooooo adorable! I was taken by surprise when she came up to me! For some strange reasons, I decided to carry her and place her on my lap, which was something I would normally NOT do. But she suddenly made herself comfortable on my lap and sat down! I was, seriously and pleasantly, shocked. Haha.
Resting place: The Burdekin Hotel
The facilities and amenities
Then David and I couldn’t resist…
…and doing some stupid photography. Haha.
It was the first time I stayed in a pub! I’d say that it was all so warm and cosy and nice and unusual UNTIL a cockroach came into the room. *cold sweats* But since I was totally worn out from all the previous non-stop activities and the built up fatigue from being on the roads, I couldn’t give a damn to that measly little cockroach. So I wrapped myself under the sheets and dived straight into my little
un-peaceful lala land.
I… ought to have blogged a long, long, LONG time ago. But I went on a little emotional roller coaster ride, from having a movie-watching frenzy, to a harrowing period of mild depression and then finally plunging myself into reading His Dark Matter trilogy.
So, while I was successful in shunning away from a deeper level of depressing thoughts, time had also managed to elude me as well. Before long, I was busy again.
The next few days went pretty much this…
15Nov2013: Dinner and packing at Rey and Mich’s
16Nov2013: Sending Rey to the airport
This day saw Aaron, Michelle and my first VERY EARLY (9am-ish?) appearance at West End Markets. It was nearly, Asian-less. LOL. And we were rather pleased, to be honest…
Then it got rather hectic. M’s place -> A’s place -> Inala -> A’s place -> my place -> M’s place -> A’s place -> FINALLY HOME. It was the most physically draining day I’ve had in quite a while.
17Nov2013: Gold Coast
Headed to Gold Coast airport early in the morning to send Lextor, Joy and Jem off. Then all of us (Aaron, Michelle, Cybil, Joyslyn, Sarah and myself) proceeded on our mini day trip to Springbrook National Park. It was simply, gorgeous. (:
While Aaron and gang were taking their out-of-the-world pictures, M and I huddled up in our own little corner, having our own little HTHT while soaking our feet in the refreshing waters.
I’m glad. (:
19Nov2013: Lone Pines + Sherlock Movie Marathon Attempt #1
It was, hmm.. nice. But to be frank, I don’t exactly like places such as Lone Pines. Not that it was bad or anything, but somehow seeing those animals, such as dingos, being caged up when they ought to be running free in the wild can make one feel rather grieved.
Oh wells, since we were already there…
We didn’t stay for too long, mainly because the scorching heat was insidiously evaporating our energies and good mood. So we left before all of us started getting cranky. Haha.
Stayed over at A’s and attempted to have our long awaited Sherlock Movie Marathon! But obviously, with all of us so drained, it failed. Had attempt #2 the next night, and it failed too. Sigh. Oh wells…
Sent Michelle to the airport in the morning. Sigh, I’m never good in saying goodbyes.
Then it was my turn. Left for my oh-so-missed Cairns to embark on my first 0.5 East Coast Odyssey adventure with David. (:
(Most of the photographs were taken by Aaron or Michelle.)
My mid semester break ended with a scrumptious Asian feast prepared by Chong. It wasn’t exactly a celebration, nonetheless, I’m still glad that we could gather like this for a meal. It had been a fruitful week, I’d say. Not so much for studying, though.
It started with an assignment that forced me to delve into the ethers of my thoughts. I can’t say I’ve got regrets, but it is undeniably traumatic.
Then there was Burleigh Heads Beach.
It was my virgin experience sun tanning in the beach! Besides eating a mouthful of flying sand and having to dig them out from my ears and nostrils at the end of the day, it was an extremely refreshing excursion from my mundane home-university-home life.
Next, swimming at UQ.
I’ve FINALLY got to swim here. It’s amazing how much freedom one can feel from swimming. PLUS, the pool here doesn’t have those scary grey water filters! (I’m TERRIFIED by those filters. However foolish this might sound, but they remind me of sharks. Seriously.)
Solo trip to Darra
My very kind landlord told me about Darra, another Vietnam city in Brisbane. Supposedly, there is a market selling cheap Asian groceries, which intrigued Miss
Cheapskate Adventurous-Dinah to do some exploring. Unfortunately, I stopped at third shop (they were rather far apart) and didn’t go further! Because apparently, I would’ve seen the market if I’ve walked to the end of the street. Oh wells, it was still nice to go to somewhere new. (:
Finally, BKT and Loh Bak feast.
I can’t begin to express how grateful I am to have friends that love cooking, and baking actually. They allow me to occasionally pamper my taste buds with the delicacies they whip up, sparing my stomach from the junk + copious amount of chilli and soy sauce that I make for myself. I wish there’s some substantial way I can repay their kindness, but it will definitely not be in the manner of preparing food, seeing how much I suck at cooking.
And of course, dinner involved Sherlock Holmes on TV, fun, BBC cooking videos, fun, chit chatting, fun, taking photographs and FUN. Laughs.
I remember my dad.
The late nights and the beer bottles.
The shoe lace and the motorcycle.
I wish they’d stay; but no, nothing’s left.
I remember my dad.
The scar hidden under the prickly stubble.
The soulless face that made my breath shudder.
He’s no longer him, no longer my father.
I remember my dad.
Of the flames and the crashes
Of the bones and the ashes.
The ones left alive, no longer precious.
I remember my dad.
Because the pictures don’t say a thing.
And the memories, they’re all fading.
But I’m not missing, I’m not remembering.
And you, I’m no longer hating.
I remember you, dad.
A bet we had is the bet I’ve lost, when a fly disappeared and made everything, naught.
The boon, he looked straight at my flaws and then a silence like I’ve never heard before.
Starry words made no sense while the plastic boxes chewed my remaining’s ends.
Oh the shannon, you’re long without a trace.
And now, I’m not missing, I’m not kissing and I’m not risking myself again.