Fast Food Feasts – Oldies at Large

 

Corella Dam CloncurryOne of the pleasures, or pains, of travelling is the lunchtime dilemma. Often solved on lazy days, by many travellers, with the Aussie obsession with Yankie Fast Food Outlets such as ‘Tuckey Duck or Wacca’s. We have found that these venues are all about long lunchtime lines, noisy vegemiter’s and cardboard food all of which we have come to detest. In effect they are designed for families and a cornucopia of kids. In some venues you even need to line up twice! One for adult coffee and another line for over-sweet bread delights and dry straw chips. These are not joys we seek out.

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Oldies at Large – The Friends You Make

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Meeting New Friends was only a small part of our plans when we first began to tour full time over two years ago and now, it has become one of the best parts of travelling. We’ve made some lovely friends, those we keep in contact with over social media, those we email and those who we run into (not over) regularly in our travels around the country.

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Oldies at Large – All About Downsizing

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I read an article the other day and I gotta agree… Yes, “downsizing is the way to go” in retirement, even if it is your dinner plate. This article really got me thinking. Retirement does mean downsizing … even in life’s other avenues. We downsized our housing just before retirement, that is we moved into the granny flat that we built for my parents a decade previously. This mainly because between the dining room… The Mans favourite haunt, and the lounge room, which was my haunt, we never saw much of each other. This is a sure path to divorce I figured so things had to change. My parents lived in the granny flat in their time, until my Dad passed and my Mum decided she really wanted to be elsewhere. She is now settled in a small retirement unit on the mid coast that is closer to most of the family and she has been happy there for some years now.

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The Wet Season in Far North Queensland

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It’s approaching time to head south, its time to leave the rainforest and our safe little camp nestled into the ridge. The monsoons have arrived and the Wet season is promising to settle in. All across the inland the water is at last beginning to flow after a long drought and it is gunna get damp in FNQ. I know this because the ants are on the move and small spots of mould are starting to appear into the crevices in the van. I spend a few minutes each day spraying and cleaning these pesky reminders of living in the Wet Season in the Far North Queensland Tropics.

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Living in a Rain Forest – Born of the Dreamtime

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It’s fun… and we are enjoying our time camped up in the FNQ Rainforest above Cairns immensely. From the occasional swarm of fireflies to the chorus of frogs (and unfortunately toads), which greet the night. You become accustomed to the movement in the understory of the forest. The shuffle of leaves and twitch of twigs… you even come to accept that it is likely not going to eat you should whatever it is emerge for the densely packed forest.

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15 Things I’ve learnt as a Grey Nomad

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1. Blessed are the Chiller Bags

These handy zippered bags are the best thing since sliced bread. They are cheap as chips, readily available and great for storage and all manner of things. We store our seasonal clothes (out of season) in these and use them for dirty clothes. We prefer them to plastic when shopping or picnicking and they are great for holding ropes, cables and the like.

2. Companionship is Precious

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It Rains in a Rainforest – Oldies at Large

KurandaBeing camped up in a rainforest brings its own delights, the least of which is the nightly orchestra of bugs and frogs, often accompanied by the steady beat of rain on the caravan roof. This is something that is a particular delight given that we have spent the last 18 months chasing the sun around Aus’. We have been yearning for rain for some time and here up in FNQ, in the tropical rainforests along the Cairns escarpment it has at times been a muddy delight.

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