Eat, Love, Pray with friends in Bali

An early start today with Breakfast at 7 as we were leaving for our big trip around with Diva our driver.

He met us on the first day and now we’ve adopted him and he’s going to drive us wherever we want.

We headed north to a Temple.

Our itinerary for the day.

Terta Empul temple was about 45 minutes north.

One of Bali’s most important temples because of its sacred waters ……said to be healing.

It’s quite a process.

We arrived at the entrance and paid our fee – about $15 Aus. We were given a sarong which had to be worn with the yellow band facing the top

Quite a sight in our multicoloured sarongs.

We made our way to the sacred water and were given a lesson by our guide on how to behave and what to do.

We made our way to the change rooms to get into our swim wear and to wrap ourselves in a different green sarong with a red sash. The change rooms were a mass of men and women waiting in turn to change in funny little cubicles most with a urinal inside. Not for storing clothes as you changed!

The guides helped wrap our sarongs carefully. Ours were done quickly. Some girls in their extremely brief g- string bikinis seemed to have extra help from the male guides! Not bvery respectful for visit to a temple.

We started with the offering at the alter.

In our now green sarongs

We then made our way to the pools.

It was slippery getting in and the bottom of the pool was rocky which made it hard for me!

A view of people waiting to enter the sacred pool.
Me attempting to stay in my feet to pray.

We all had a turn in the first pool where at the first fountain you put your hands together to pray and splash our face three times to cleanse and then accept the blessings of health before leaving that one and entering the second pool.

Lynne decided she would not enter the second pool as she had to pee!

Lynne is missing!
In our wet sarongs after the cleansing ceremony.

After changing back into our clothes and feeling fresh and cleansed we followed our guide around the temple ground. They are preparing for a special ceremony soon – hence the statues wrapped in sarongs.

Time for lunch so we walked the maze of stalls with everything from beads, fans, clothes, art, fruit and made it back into our van and headed off to lunch in a rice paddy field.

Lunch

We stopped again in about 10 minutes for a coffee & cacao plantation walk. We saw some civat cats. Apparently the civet cats eat ripe coffee cherries, and the beans pass through its digestive system before being collected and processed. Quite a story. We sat on the terrace and had a tasting of about 15 different coffees and teas. Coconut coffee was delicious and the rosella tea beautiful. I bought some lemongrass tea and turmeric. Hopefully they’ll give me vitality and bones that don’t ache!

Patsy roaring the coffee.

Back in with Diva we decided our old knees would not cope with 150 steep steps down to the river at the falls. So decided to look from the bridge. We got there and decided no! It was too expensive for a walk out on the bridge!

We opted for the monkey river sanctuary.

Mani befriends a monkey

Usually I don’t like monkeys but these ones are lovely and funny and don’t try and raid your bag for food.

Very sweet monkeys.

Heading back to our accommodation we felt like we’d had a great day. Prayer and cleansing, lunch and coffee and playful monkeys to finish the day.

Diva was a star ushering us around

Diva dressed in his Australian shirt and hat!

Fresh after lovely showers we enjoyed a few gins on the terrace before our lovely staff here at Gunung Merta brought dinner out.

Off to bed as we are up early to do a walk tomorrow.

Discovering Ubud

I started the day with a swim.

The pool is right outside my door and it was quiet and lovely in. Patsy was lolling with her cup of coffee and the other were yet to emerge from their rooms.

Breakfast on the terrace was delicious. A colourful mix of food chosen from such a big menu.

The meals arrived under a little woven coloured ‘hat’. Very festive.

Beautiful papaya.

We had planned our day around…..talking to the cushion lady , wandering into Ubud and massages.

The cushion lady is a friend of Lou’s from previous trips. Her fabrics look gorgeous and her prices are Bali low! I decided no cushions for me and set off with Lynne and Kirsty to discover ubud.

What we did discover pretty quickly is that the pavement-sidewalk is dangerous here. It is a rough arrangement of paving stones with cars parked over them, gaping holes, motor bikes getting out of traffic and it’s hard to take in the sights when you are looking down.

Watch out! You could disappear down that hole.

We made our way up the road past lines of traffic going who knows where and wondered if the shopping would be good.

First stop was Berkly. A little jewellery store. A few purchases later we were on our way along the cracked pavement. A book shop where the books are all wrapped and not much cheaper than in Australia. A blue batik clothes and cushion shop where I found a beautiful soft batik dress.

Coffee was at a roastery with great coffee. Kirsty headed back to meet her son for lunch and Lynne and I made our way slowly to Ubud Palace.

Drumming noises from the side street had us following the crowds. It was a ceremony for a new temple. I love finding something local during our travels. Watching the people dressed for the ceremony was special.

Back to the grounds of the temple then across the road to the Art Market which is more a ‘ we have everything’ market. How much you want to pay us the catch cry!

We resisted and continued to walk along the back streets. past ceramic shop, book shops and lots of jewellery shops.

Down little lanes you can spy …..

We stopped for lunch at Mudra. Up stairs it was airy and welcoming and the fish taco was so good.

I finally found a hat!

We made it back to the hotel without dropping into a hole in the footpath!

A swim followed by a rest, a pink gin and then a massage. It was great though I know I should have a massage more often. Even if it hurts!

Then out to dinner at Tablespoon. A longer drive than we planned! But it was good and had a lovely guy singing songs we knew!

What a great day.

Therapy in Bali

Welcome to Bali

There are many forms of Therapy. Mine is meeting regularly with a group of women – friendships made when my boys started school.

We’ve been together for close to 40 years helping, supporting and making each other laugh. It’s the best form of therapy !

We always have a weekend away together usually in early December at Patsy’s beautiful beach house.

Last year we decided on a ‘getaway’. Somehow it ended up with Bali as the place that offered the most affordable holiday.

Today we left. Only 6 of the regular therapy girls and two honorary girls.

Meeting at the airport at 6.30am we wandered into duty free and ended up tasting gins! It must be 5pm somewhere!

Lynne, Patsy me and Chris.

Then it was coffee time.

Welcome Shelley, Kirsty and of course Lou and her sister Mani

And before we knew it we were onboard for the 5 hr flight up to Bali.

We were scattered around the plane with Lynne & I on each aisle in row 6.

Three of the girls, who shall remain nameless, were in row 15 ordering little bottles of bubbles.

We arrived at 2pm local time and got through immigration in record time except for Mani who had to see an official before being allowed in. We waved and waited …..then she was in.

Our driver picked us up outside for the 90 min drive up to Ubud. We decided we were thirsty so made a stop at the supermarket and bought a few cans of Bintang and bags of chips! The supermarket was big with many brands we know. But some great decorations!

We continued on chatting and getting into holiday mode – the Bintang helped as the traffic crawled into Ubud.

Seen from our bus. Two content pups.

From the outside our small hotel of 8 rooms didn’t look great. But the staff arrived to carry our bags and we walked into a very natural little oasis. really charming.

Lovely gardens and cobbled paths
Huge koi fish in the hotel fish pond.

We unpacked into our spacious rooms. Four upstairs. Four down.

Then met for dinner Cracking open the gin purchased at the airport.

We chatted over a late dinner making plans for the days to come.

High on list of ‘must do’ is a massage.

Tomorrow!

Heading back to our rooms ready for a good sleep.

Music in Cairns

We have always wanted to go to the Australian Chamber Music Festival – and for years it was held in Townsville. We didn’t get there and this year it’s in Cairns. 

We made it. Staying in an apartment opposite the lagoon so we could have a swim each day. Unfortunately it’s closed for renovation. 

I brought my summer clothes and for the first two days it’s been cool and rainy. Not what I planned. 

Today Monday it’s getting warmer. 

We are going to lots of concerts. What a program. 

The day starts at 10am with a conversation between festive organiser Jack Leibeck and 3 different musicians each day. It gives an insight into their background and their musical journey. They then perform together. Short pieces. Today we heard Karin Schaupp playing guitar. She’s wonderful. Go and hear her if you can. Then 2 horn players. One an  Australian the other a very experienced player from Berlin. Stefan Dohr. What a background he has. 

He’s now running a masterclass with a group of reed instrumentalists from Melbourne. It’s part of the Pathways project where 6 ensembles of young musicians are selected to attend the festival and get mentored and play in front of an audience.

So interesting to see and hear how an experienced musician can make something sound so much better – in an hour! Tough on the young musicians I suppose but you can see how it’s making them think about how they play ! 

Last night we heard the most amazing opera The Marriage of Figaro.   Actress Bethany Simons wrote and acted I. This adaptation. . No singing. And a group of 8 musicians playing. She acted out all the parts. Just by changing her voice, her body movements and told in a modern way. It is hard to describe how she did it – but was fabulous. 

And so the week began.

The art gallery Bulmba-ja before the Masterclass.

We were so busy it was hard to fit in dinner. Tomorrow and for the rest of the week we’ll have to plan our day a little better.

Last day in Seattle.

The weather in Seattle has been great. A little light rain the first day but stunning blue skies and warm now.

I’ve always wanted to visit Bainbridge Is. an island about 30 mins ferry from Seattle. People live on the island and commute by the ferry – service is every 40 mins till midnight.

We caught the 7.55 ferry so we were there for breakfast. Crossing to the island was clear so we could see Mt Rainier where we spent the day yesterday.

Lisa and John are great to travel with. They research everything so we had no problem getting around and finding great places to visit & eat.

Breakfast was in an old carriage. A regular American diner with a waitress who was under 5’ and could have been straight out of a comedy tv series.

I had a beautiful omelette with vegetables. Delicious.

John loved the waffles!

We drove up to see Pia – a peace maker troll. Entirely made of wood she sits in a peaceful meadow and invites calmness.

Following up on the museum we saw at Gibson , Vancouver we went to I the Japanese memorial. It was so tastefully fine – telling the story of the Japanese who had lived and ran businesses on Bainbridge only to be rounded up during the war and sent to internment camps in a desert in Southern California. It’s heartbreaking to read their stories.

Many returned to nothing and had to start again.

Next stop was the museum. A little gem. Manned by a very friendly tanned man who spends winters in Palm Springs, he made us very welcome and told us the Pickle Ball mania was started right here in Bainbridge!

So many beautiful shop displays.
One of a few bookshops in Bainbridge.

There are quite a few local authors including Kristen Hannah a favourite of mine. This week they are hosting a book crawl through the town Wine and books. What would be better. So sorry we’re missing it.

One shelf of local authors. Anyone read Jonathon Evison?
I want to go

After several hours of wandering the lovely shopping street. Walking and driving around the picturesque parts of the island and visiting museums we caught the ferry back.

A great view of Mt Rainier

We arrived back to the busy waterfront and got ready for our Harbourside cruise. A one hour tour in perfect weather with a narration pointing out the buildings and local attractions. It was perfect.

View from our harbour tour
Interesting Seattle skyline

Seattle is getting ready for the World Cup soccer starting in July. It will be great. The city is clean , covered with flower boxes , friendly and lots of great eating and drinking spots.

Our last dinner was Oysters with margaritas!

Tomorrow we move up Vancouver for our Air NZ flight home.

Paradise at Mt Rainier

The 5th National Park in the US. Mt Rainier has 25 glaciers and is an active volcano. Eruptions of hot lava molded by glacier ice formed the mountain.

The first building in Paradise was in 1917. First national park to allow cars.

We were up in the snow again. Mt Rainier is 14,400 …….so very tall.

We had a Ranger chat and heard all about how the road was put in , who was the first to climb the mountain, when the lodge was built and how US troops used it up train for endurance during the war.

The lodge is lovely. A typical ski lodge. Lots of timber and open spaces.

A pianist was playing in the open area and the dining room was closed!

I gathered another Junior Park Ranger badge for Leo. The first Ranger ( with an unfortunate comb over ) wouldn’t give us one but later the Ranger who gave the park talk came on duty and he kindly gave me one for Leo.

Deciding to explore a little we drove down the mountain and stopped at two waterfalls. The forest is lush and green, the paths a little muddy with the rain from the morning. People might actually need the walking poles they were carrying.

It was too slippery for me so I waited at the top of the waterfall and took photos as the other climbed down.

The second one was not so far and definitely not muddy.

We stopped at the Longmire on the way down the mountain. Lunch was in the lodge dining room followed by a visit to the tiny museum.

Longmire. Reminds me of Binna Burra

Heading down the mountain we stopped at a sculpture park and then a general store with many versions of Big Foot.

One of my favourite sculptures
Big foot. Scary.

Such a day of contrast, people, weather and we finished with seafood and margaritas by the water.

Discovery Boat Tour: our last wonderful day in Alaska

The Discovery is a big paddle wheel boat sitting on the river outside the big set of shops and a restaurant where we’ll be having lunch.

Once on board we were offered coffee and blueberry donuts. They were delicious. Dunked into the coffee it made a good breakfast.

The boat started along the Chena river past some lovely homes. It’s green and lovely and hard to imagine it in winter when it can be 40 below ! The trees are all budding so it looks beautiful.

Our narrator is clear and offers great insight into life in Alaska and living in Fairbanks. He also plays trombone but not today!

We heard about some of the houses we were passing some all timber others concrete or brick. Painted.

We stopped at the home of mushing and heard about Susan Douglas. A local woman who won 4 Iditarod races. Amazing story made so sad as she first of cancer at 52. They showed us mushing – and told us it’s the number 1 sport in Alaska. I love that they are keeping this tradition going. In the era of electronic’ everything’ it’s good to see mushing is still popular.

We landed at a village where some of the young native Alaskan met us to direct us around the village and talk about life there. They were lively young people, so confident talking about some of the customs of their culture. Most were either in high school or heading off to college.

Dylan talked about the Caribou and how they adapt. They change coat colour. Antlers on male & female and they drop them after they reproduce.There’s around 7500 in 52 herds in Alaska . They were brought from Siberia. Around 1800’s

We saw the skins of lynx, wolverines, fox pelts red, silver cross fox. All from same litter. White coats. Used to trim clothing. Beaver pelt is water resistant.

Snow shoes are made from winter hide & string , Bedding from spruce branches topped with moose hide. The skin are used for huts. And lean to huts for when they are nomadic. But how they survived in these harsh conditions is amazing. Birch batch is pliable so used for canoes and for baskets.

Beadwork on belts. Flowers embroidered were the bluebell and forget me not. Animal tracks trimmed with fur buttons made from moose antlers.

Women’s winter parker. Traditionally beaver fur trimmed river otter. Wolverines fur put around face waterproofing and warm. Bead works passed on. Traditional rose pattern. 23. Lb $35,000 now. Resourceful people.

We had a salmon filleting and smoking demonstration

Leaving the river we had lunch in the large eating all. All very slickly done. Hearty stew, vegetables. Salad and pecan pie.

The afternoon saw us on a little train into a gold digging expedition. Dexter , a local character explained how gold dredging was carried out. Then it was our turn to pan. We were directed to seating with a pan set up for everyone in front of a trough. We panned and got to keep the gold flecks we found. They were weighed …..I got $5 worth so they sent me back for another go. Old.l Dexter helped me! Success. I got around $16 worth. Steve got $26 with. In the end we had around $40 worth and here’s the smart part.. you could have your flecks put into a charm or locket which of course you had to pay for.

Drinks and dinner tonight to farewell our travelling buddies. Leanne and Darren from Sydney and Matthew and Maureen from the Blue Mountains. Great fun meeting them.

Tomorrow an early start for our Seattle adventure with Lisa and John.

A Wonder of Alaska : The Last Frontier.

It gets light here around 4. I was up before 5 getting ready for our Wildlife Denali adventure . Let’s hope we see something. We left at 6.40.

It’s well organised. A snack box with a map on it was sitting on each seat.

Snack box

Our guide Dallen started his guide welcome and safety talk then he explained that we we’d be travelling through the Boreal forest, 3,000 ft elevation. 63.5 latitude. North. Same as being in Antartica. Lowest point of park is 223 ft above sea level.

Alaska’s coast is closer to Russia than Denali lodge is to Mt McKinley. The Baring Sea between them can freeze up. ‘You could walk there’ or so our guide said.

We started travelling above the tree line and Dallen likened the park to a 3 tier cake. The boreal is the bottom level. Land above the trees is the tundra. Animal of the tundra is a bear. Only 300-350 bears here.

The tundra – no trees.

The 3rd tier are the mountains.

The mountains.

7,000 feet and always frozen. Always covered in snow.

The Caribou found here is a summer animal. Both male & female grow antlers. As we were hearing about a caribou – we saw a caribou!

In the distance. Caribou and baby.

At 7.20 saw a bear then a willow ptarmigan – the state bird. All on the left hand side of the bus. Guess where I’m sitting!

The driver has a zoom camera and puts it on a scene

There are more caribou in Alaska than people. Longest migration of any land animal. But Alaskan caribou don’t migrate. Their antler is like a calcium deposit in their head.

Glacier is a river of ice. Always moving.

As the national park became more popular they decided to pave all the road but the local park enthusiasts said no! It would destroy the park. It then took 16 years to build 90 miles of gravel road. They put it right over a rock glacier. So now they are designing a bridge.

The sky is magnificent

There are 3 types of bears. Black bear is widespread, Brown or grizzly ( appearance is grizzled hair) and polar. They eat trees. 🌲 in the short green season. That’s why only 350 bears. Yellowstone has bigger green season. Salmon / but not found here as much. So more bears on coastlines. Bears long lifespan – 39 years and a very good memory.

Dallen played a Word game with National Park. Our guide named a National Park and first word that comes into your mind.

Yellowstone: Yosemite: Glacier. Answer should be the men who did so much to develop them as National Park. The names unfortunately meant nothing to me. My responses were

Yellowstone: the old Faithful Geyser

Yosemite: the sheer mountains

Glacier: I haven’t been yo that one but I’d say the ice!

Dallen posed another question……

What is wilderness. Is it different to nature? What value does it have ? To him wilderness is that everything is untouched. That is true here in Denali.

At 11.30 saw three bears. Mother and two cubs. I’m not sure who was more excited. Dallen or all the fellow travellers on the bus.

He says we were lucky. It’s rare to see what we witnessed. A mother and her two cubs. Playing, wrestling, running then walking away.

They played then sauntered away

Dallen talked about beavers m. They are are keystone animals. They hold everything together. Abd mosquitoes arrive with summer birds are attracted to eat the mosquitoes. Birds migrate from. Denali to Africa. Or Australia. Arctic warblers.

Right toward yo end of our 5 hr wilderness tour we saw 5 caribou grazing. Again, a lucky spotting.

Hard to capture on camera.

We headed back to the Park Ranger Station.

And as we got off the bus…… there was a moose. Just walking along!

He was huge.

Now the rule is If you encounter a noise – get out there run, hide but don’t stick around! A bear: you stand still. Make yourself tall with hands in the air. Huddle if you’re in a group. Let hope we don’t meet one up close!

We visited the Ranger Station information centre. It’s great. Of course we got a junior park ranger booklet for Leo.

He’s a promising Park Ranger

The dogs here are wonderful so a visit to the dog sledding presentation is a must.

You’re able to visit these beautiful dogs as they rest. They are trained here to work in the National Park. They are gorgeous. Each one has a personality. The litters are named after something significant. The latest one was weather: so Storm Hurricane etc

The dogs have a little hut and rest on top in the sun.

A great day ending with drinks and dinner with our new Aussie friends.

Rail Journey. A Highlight

Excitement was mounting in our room this morning. Our big 8!hour rail journey to Denali was on today. Steve particularly likes train travel.

It seems there are a lot of rail enthusiasts with us! Particularly the men.

We left the hotel around 8.15 after our bags were picked up from inside our room at 6! We had ours ready so stayed in bed when the porter knocked and came in to get them.

The train is beautiful. All seats are upstairs and very comfortable with big dome windows and ceiling.

The dining cars are downstairs.

The biggest excitement was seeing a bear just before we left the station! It was the only one we saw all day.

There is seat service for drinks snacks & cocktail’s! They love their cocktails here in Alaska. With names like Blue Caboose, Clumsy Conductor, Rail Runner, moose Kiss….. oh what to choose.

Example of the food available

The staff are young and lots of fun pointing out things of interest as we travel along.

There are many gravel pits along the way. Gravel is used extensively on paths and roads as it is crushed and manages the snow run off from glaciers. They don’t use salt on their paths and roads because moose love salt and would be on the roads and paths licking it away. And moose cause lots of road accidents. They don’t get out of the way.

Another story involves duct tape. In Wassilla they use a lot of it In fact 325 miles a year and have duct tape events such as a duct tape prom! Imagine that! These are small places and need to invent their own fun.

Our seats in the dome.

Funny things our guide told us:

Turkey bowling. They use a turkey as a ball on the frozen lake.

……Alaskan saying. There are many more men in Alaska. So for the women……The odds are good but the goods are odd.

……Black spruce is like a Charlie Brown type of Xmas tree. White spruce is bigger more traditional. Aspen tree has black eyes in trunk. The white birch white bark. If it’s peeling it’s paper bark.

…….Moose eat willow. Asprin from willow bark.

……Braided rivers. Messy. Snow is melting spread on an open plain.

……Talkeetna a small town ( inspiration for the tv series ‘Northern Exposure’ ) a place where 3 rivers meet.

…….The mayor here has issues. Mayor is a cat called Aurora but now Winston the Alaskan dog is in the running.

The scenery along the way

……All mountaineers who want to climb Mt McKinley arrive at Talkeetna. May – Aug is the climbing season. This is base camp. Denali or Mt McKinley as it was called is one of the tallest mountains in the world. It is the tallest on the American continent and is one of the ‘seven summits’ of the world.

The scenery is amazing

…….we saw a beaver diving in the river. Can be big. Beaver pelts are very soft. Warm and sticky. Top layer coarse. So waterproof. Next layer is soft and cosy.

The journey was 8 hours and just wonderful the whole way. We had lunch in the dining car with a lovely couple from the Blue Mts in Sydney.

Our knowledgeable conductor.

We arrived into the Holland American lodge at around 5pm. It’s a big resort spread out over a large area. Half high up and the rest down below with a shuttle running the whole time to transport you to the different areas.

Our room is a good size – a bit dated! but the bed is comfy.

Rooms are cabin style.

Our wilderness tour starts at 6.30! So we intended to be in bed early. But as it’s still light here at 10pm we ended up staying around the fire with the new Aussie friends we have made here.

Alyeska: rest day or hiking?

We had a great night sleep. This hotel resort is very quiet – ski season is over. The tram up the slopes isn’t running so everyone sleeps in!

We made it to the fitness centre and gym. The pool is quite big. Enough for laps. The hot tub is big. I’ll bet it gets crowded in season! it wasn’t today.

Breakfast didn’t happen this morning so after the swim we got ready to go to town.

Girdwood is the tiny town nearby the resort. There’s a shuttle but we decided to walk to it. Around 3.5km

The path meanders away from the road and for a moment or two I worried that a bear would come out of the woods!

Another couple had asked at the desk about seeing bears on the 3km walk to Girdwood. They asked should they take anti bear spray. “Yes” he said. Could we get some here. “No” he replied. “We don’t have any here. You can get it in the town!”

Needless to say we made it to town. During the walk we came across a few seats to rest and see the views. It was too cold to sit so we admired and moved on.

We spotted a memorial to a former Miss Alaska , a local who loved dance and gardens. Later saw a plaque dedicated to a young girl who died at 12. We hoped she didn’t meet a bear.

Girdwood is tiny. Big wide street with an eclectic collection of buildings. All timber: we saw a general store ( super expensive) , a PO, medical centre , a few restaurants- all in log houses and Grind a coffee shop.

We went in a found a little treasure run by Nicole. It smelled great. Had lots of interesting things on the walls and all types of milk.

Grind coffee

Nicole asked where we were from. When we replied Australia she said she hoped her coffee was up to standard. She’d heard Australia had the best coffee around. She’s not wrong. We haven’t had too many good coffees. She did well. It was great. and we had a great chat about living in Girdwood. There isn’t much here. You have to love skiing and the quiet. Nicole loves it. She moved from Idaho and eventually most of her family have followed her.

The houses are not really in the township. They are scattered in the surrounding streets and in the woods nearby.

There are. Lot of big red two cab trucks here. You need a big car to battle the conditions. It must cost a fortune. Gas here is around $5.60 US a gallon for diesel !. Because of its remote location everything here is expensive. And our exchange rate is still terrible. We are only getting 63 c for every American dollar.

Lunch was at the Chair 5 bar restaurant. A lot of wooden tables & chairs, tvs blaring ice hockey , groups of locals and tourists, and a waitress who was as colourful as she was friendly. Let me describe the outfit. Gum Boots, odd colourful long socks , black shorts , black t shirt with words advertising on the front , arms ran with coloured ink pictures, curly black hair, several piercings and a beanie. And oh so friendly. We ordered a salad $28 and a pizza $25. They were both giant sized.

We walked another 10 mins up to the nearby brewery and sat outside around a warm brazier and had a beer while chatting to another Australian couple from Sydney.

Where in the world.

A bus delivered us back to our Resort for a short rest and read.

Though not very hungry we decided to walk to another ski lift at the ‘Olympic Village’ for a drink and bite.

Another 25 min walk. The two pub bistros were closed. It’s Monday night ! Back to the hotel through the bear forest (at least it’s not dark at 7pm) and into the hotel bar restaurant for a bite, a chat to more Australians and then to bed. We certainly got our steps up today.

Arriving back from our no dinner walk

The hotel room is very comfortable there are heated towel rails which is great for drying our clothes overnight!

I hear there is a lot of rain in Brisbane it’s drizzling here and snow predicted tomorrow. A late cold burst. Stay dry everyone.