The worst part about traveling solo is being alone. The best part is, well, being alone.

Photo by Marilynn Windust

Lone City Walker

After a good night’s sleep on a nineteen-hour bus ride from Airlie Beach to Brisbane, I wander the streets at dawn. My schedule consists of having no schedule at all.

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Beautiful Brisbane

I must admit to growing weary of solo travel after two weeks of it, and look forward to Marilynn and Pat flying here in a couple of days.

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Here She Comes!

Meanwhile, I get a great deal on a fancy downtown hotel, the “Mercure,” and catch a long workout in the rooftop gym. Then, I take a luxurious bubble bath in my private spa tub, and take the opportunity to wash my laundry in it as well. Naked laundering. Very efficient. The sisters will love this place after being in the outback of Alice Springs.

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Gym on the 13th Floor

The city of Brisbane boasts many great walking/jogging/bicycle paths, that take you over cool bridges, through botanical gardens, and around man-made lagoons.

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Cool Bridges

The free city ferry weaves around the river that snakes through Brisbane. Hop off at any stop.

City Ferry

City Ferry

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Lagoon

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Fabulous Walkways

In the evening, I walk into a bar (Imagine that) and stumble upon “Ball Queen Bingo,” where a community of drag queens run bingo games each Tuesday and Saturday night.

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Ball Queen Bingo Anyone?

After munching a kangaroo steak sandwich smothered in spinach pesto, it’s back to the luxury hotel for some more luxury. I’m not much of a shopper, even in this major marketplace, but do manage to purchase some baked, spicy crickets.

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Crispy Baked Crickets Look Cool in a Salad

Can’t wait to sneak a few of these buggers into Mare and Pat’s salad!

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Spicy Baked Crickets from “Zeed Bugs”

My girls show up just in time for two hours of free cocktails and snacks, nightly compliments of the Mercure Hotel. Life is good, perhaps even better when you are fortunate enough to share it with someone.        Ron Mitchell

 

 

 

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