As you might guess from the name, Surfer’s Paradise is on the coast. And it has a beach where you can surf. Quite a big beach actually – you can walk along it for hours and feel like you haven’t moved… as we found out one afternoon. We set off northward along the sand for a nice stroll, and after several hours of messing around, talking about nothing, skimming stones and paddling in the sea we noticed the town behind us looked tiny. Which is saying something as one of the buildings has over 80 stories and is the tallest residential block in the world! We also noticed the sun was setting. So spent the next few hours walking back – still messing around, talking about nothing, skimming stones and paddling in the sea! We don’t learn.
Surfers is the focal point of the Gold coast – the area south of Brisbane full of hotels, residential blocks, shops and theme parks, all with easy access to the amaizing shoreline. Think of Miami meets Waikiki meets Brighton and you’ll have some sort of an idea! The same pristine, white, straight beach as Miami (but much less plastic, fake and pretentious). A similar feel to Waikiki (plus the surfing of course – but no nice big volcanos to explore here). But unfortunately the temperature is more like Brigton! Admitedly Brighton on a very nice summers day - but after Asia we didn’t really feel like b raving the water. We’ll have a go at surfing in Tahiti.
Getting to Surfers from Brisbane is meant to be easy according to the guide books as it’s only an hour away, and lots of buses run along the Gold Coast. In fact it turned out to be the easiest travel day of our holiday to date as Ben was working in Surfers the day we moved down, so he gave us a lift. We saw Ben and Catherine again the following weekend too as they came down to join us for a break, and showed us around the mountainous Gold Coast Hinterland, complete with a tour of local winerys, cheesaries, and even a vodka distillery. Gary was in his element – and at least we could buy Ben a well earned beer at the harbour pub later in the evening after having to pass up nice drinks for driving. We look forward to returning the favour in the UK.
Anyway, we’ve now moved an agonisingly boring 13 hours down the coast towards Sydney (after this year I’ll be happy if I NEVER see a coach again) to stay for a few days in Newcastle. Yep, Newcastle in New South Wales. Not quite like home, especially as it still has a thriving coal industry. Wierd!
Surfers is the focal point of the Gold coast – the area south of Brisbane full of hotels, residential blocks, shops and theme parks, all with easy access to the amaizing shoreline. Think of Miami meets Waikiki meets Brighton and you’ll have some sort of an idea! The same pristine, white, straight beach as Miami (but much less plastic, fake and pretentious). A similar feel to Waikiki (plus the surfing of course – but no nice big volcanos to explore here). But unfortunately the temperature is more like Brigton! Admitedly Brighton on a very nice summers day - but after Asia we didn’t really feel like b raving the water. We’ll have a go at surfing in Tahiti.
Getting to Surfers from Brisbane is meant to be easy according to the guide books as it’s only an hour away, and lots of buses run along the Gold Coast. In fact it turned out to be the easiest travel day of our holiday to date as Ben was working in Surfers the day we moved down, so he gave us a lift. We saw Ben and Catherine again the following weekend too as they came down to join us for a break, and showed us around the mountainous Gold Coast Hinterland, complete with a tour of local winerys, cheesaries, and even a vodka distillery. Gary was in his element – and at least we could buy Ben a well earned beer at the harbour pub later in the evening after having to pass up nice drinks for driving. We look forward to returning the favour in the UK.
Anyway, we’ve now moved an agonisingly boring 13 hours down the coast towards Sydney (after this year I’ll be happy if I NEVER see a coach again) to stay for a few days in Newcastle. Yep, Newcastle in New South Wales. Not quite like home, especially as it still has a thriving coal industry. Wierd!
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