“Adventure is a path. Real adventure – self-determined, self-motivated, often risky – forces you to have firsthand encounters with the world. The world the way it is, not the way you imagine it. Your body will collide with the earth and you will bear witness. In this way you will be compelled to grapple with the limitless kindness and bottomless cruelty of humankind – and perhaps realize that you yourself are capable of both. This will change you. Nothing will ever again be black-and-white.” –Mark Jenkins
Saturday, 2 January 2010
Day 239 – Tuesday 29th December
We spent most of the day in Brisbane, touring the city by river on the ‘City Cat’. Very cheap method of transport and very fast. We had a gorgeous Italian lunch at Brett’s Wharf (I had Moreton Bay Bugs which were even better than I remembered), then the heavens opened and the return journey on the city cat was replaced by a taxi ride back to the South Bank and a quick stop off at the DFO shopping centre on the way home where Ant got a bargain of a wetsuit top from the Billabong factory outlet store along with some new sunnies.