So the last few days have been quite an interesting little adventure. I ventured up into the Sunshine hinterland mountains for a few days to enjoy the unbelievable views and spectacular natural landmarks. On the first day I hiked to Kondalilla falls near Montville while enduring some bitterly cold winds and noisy British tourists. Regardless of the overcast skies the entire trek was beautiful and although swimming wasn’t really an option it was worth the effort.
I spent the remainder of my time in the area enjoying coffee with a view, and relaxing in the sleepy little town of Montville. Something about that place, regardless of how busy it might be on any given day, reminds me of an older era that forgot to develop with the rest of the world. It’s very calming to walk the main strip and browse all the little stores. I would have spent a majority of my time sipping coffee while reading Nick Hornby’s ‘High Fidelity’ and glancing up to view the entire Sunshine Coast from my table. Truly a remarkable few days.
The calming respite that was my week was promptly thrown to the side as I arrived in Brisbane on Friday and the party began. I wish I could tell you the stories from the night but I barely remember them myself. I’ve heard some and they’re both entertaining and embarrassing, and they shall remain my own. All I know is I didn’t go broke, I didn’t rob a bank, I found my way to a bed, and I felt awful for the following 24 hours. I call that a win, don’t you? Believe it or not but this is the most flattering photo we took that night.