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Our last day in Cairns was April 25, Anzac Day, a national day of remembrance like American Veterans Day. A very moving dawn ceremony happened right below our balcony. What a treat to witness that.

Then the sun came up, the crowds dispersed and we headed out.

We hadn’t realized how much would be closed for the holiday, but we found a few shops for last minute gifts, took a few photos and just generally enjoyed our last gorgeous day together for a while.

The next morning Brittany and Andy were on the road at dawn, headed back to Alice. I caught an Uber to the airport a few hours later, headed to Brisbane for two nights.

I had booked a room at Hotel Indigo in the city center, which turned out to be gloriously quirky and artsy.

Here’s my fab room, complete with balcony:

Choosing this room meant a flight of stairs coming and going, since the elevator stopped at the floor below. Worth it. I even had a bit of a river view. From my balcony it looked like this at night:

I settled into my room then found the bar for an early dinner. I had the place to myself and the staff was delightful. I was coming full circle, my circuit of the eastern half of Australia ending with another solo dinner in a bar, something I’d been afraid to do before this trip. I not only survived, I had this beauty for dessert:

Calling it “Queensland Pineapple Fritters” doesn’t quite capture all this Japanese magnificence, does it? Matcha ice cream, chocolate sphere, and a meringue basket, the menu promised, but I didn’t expect this. Zoom in. There’s actual edible gold leaf on the chocolate sphere. What?!

I had expected to finish telling you about Australia with this post, but there’s still too much. I’m going to savor it all for one more month. Final Australia post coming in February, I promise!

Until then, I hope you are finding things to savor–whether new experiences or treasured memories. Life can be beautiful, but we all know it can also be heartbreakingly hard. I find that those little flashes of delight help. I’m praying that for you.

Grace and peace to you, as always.

The great barrier to enjoyment of anything is unmet expectations, and the thing about expectations is they need to be managed. The day we were to snorkel the Great Barrier Reef started out like this.

And when we arrived at Green Island for the first bit of snorkeling before catching another ferry out to the reef, the rain had stopped, but the chop was still high and the water clarity was terrible. We first went to a less popular beach where Brittany and Andy had snorkeled in the past, but no luck, so off to the busier beach and saw a few beauties like this.

I took this photo at the Sydney Aquarium, since I didn’t have an underwater camera, but the ones we saw really were this extraordinary shade of blue. Then we caught the ferry out to the reef proper.

I had brought most of my own gear, but it turned out my ancient snorkel chose that day to fail. I was sucking in a bit of seawater with each breath and it seemed to be getting worse, which is not conducive to a stress-free appreciation of nature. I swam back to the platform, dragged myself up and out of the water, took off my fins, and went in search of a snorkel to borrow from the provided gear. Then reversed the whole process and finally was breathing freely and seeing glorious color and absolutely enormous fish.

I bobbed about with a hundred or so others inside the buoyed confines of our section of the reef until lunch, by which time the sun had come out. We dried off and warmed up on the upper deck, then went down into the little sub for a tour, choosing the wrong side for seeing most of the cool stuff–oops–but a few people let me cram in and I saw enough.

By the time we caught the ferry back, the day looked like this.

We ended the day laughing together in a place with a similar array of color…

So the day wasn’t perfect. So what? Am I glad I went? Absolutely! It was time with family seeing one of the great natural wonders of the world. Thanks, Brittany, for organizing it!

Wishing you a 2025 filled with adventure, fully enjoyed!

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Now back to Australia:

Once I saw the view from the apartment and we had our first stroll through town, I knew Cairns would not disappoint. We had booked the Great Barrier Reef for Thursday, so on Wednesday we went to the gorgeous, tropical Cairns Botanic Gardens. For this Colorado-dweller, it was almost surreal to park the car and walk right into the jungle. There were intriguing paths forking off in various directions, wood walkways over boggy areas, little bridges over tiny streams, solid stone steps set into slopes. Loved it all. . .. . . even though we had to share it with spiders. . .Most of it was enormous, like houseplants on steroids.My mind went to Gulliver in Brobdingnag. We saw no giants, fortunately, just giant ferns and palms and towering paperbark trees. This arty bench will give you an idea of scale.There’s something about feeling small in the world, wherever one travels, that seems appropriately humbling. Perfect reminder while taking in the beauty of nature.Savoring beauty, whenever and wherever possible, is always a good idea. So I’m praying for you today a chance to appreciate the wonders of nature, preferably to be out in it, filling your lungs with clean, pure, outside air, something I can easily forget to do. But if you can’t today, I hope these pix gave you at least a bit of vicarious refreshment.

This Thanksgiving week, I’m thankful for all these delights, for time with my dear ones, and for you (if you made it this far), even if we haven’t met yet.

It’s a long two-day drive from Alice Springs to Cairns, so we spent the night in Mount Isa, then hit the road at dawn.

Andy is always on high alert at dawn and dusk, since that’s when the roos are likely to be on the road. I was just enjoying the glorious morning light until it was bright enough for me to get a decent photo of termite mounds. These in the distance were seen while speeding along the day before …

Zoom in (or wait for the next shot), but I love this blue and green. I couldn’t get closer, because you do NOT walk through tall grass in Australia–too many dangerous critters. We were waiting to see some close to the road. And voilà!

Some are enormous, way bigger than these, and some are even dressed in t-shirts or other garb. I guess you find your fun where you can.

Our route took us along part of the Dinosaur Triangle, so we took a break at Kronosaurus Korner in Richmond. Brittany was enthralled and paid the hefty entrance fee for the museum. I peeked through the glass door, shopped for gift t-shirts, then headed outside to the restrooms, labeled “preHIStoric” and “preHERStoric” with a T-rex on a sign that read, “COULDN’T WASH HANDS … NOW EXTINCT.”

After Richmond, we could have gone to Townsville, then north up the coast, but opted instead for the green, hilly, twisty route through Atherton. Gorgeous.

For the last bit before Cairns, we were in jungle and stop-and-go traffic. Storms had washed out half the road at places, so we had to alternate with westbound traffic. Finally we were clear but behind a SUPER-slow, crazy-cautious driver who would not pull over even when he had the opportunity. GHAAAAA! It was already dark by the time we made it into Cairns.

We found our lodging, barely cleared the max-height bar in the underground garage, and lugged our gear upstairs to a spacious apartment with a broad, ocean-view deck. Then next door for fish tacos and a stroll around town. AHHHHH!

We woke to this …

Perfect setting for my last stop with Brittany and Andy.

Praying for all of us: patience when things don’t go our way, and many, many glowing dawns and sparkling evenings. More AHHHH than GHAAAA.

Grace and peace to you, as always.