Tuesday, October 20, 2009

I'm back

Port Douglas, QueenslandImage via Wikipedia

I've been to Far North Queensland, aka tropical Queensland in the coastal town of Port Douglas.
Traveling there was laborious and very tiring. From the bottom of the east coast of Australia to the top end of the east coast. Once there we relished the warm weather everyday even when it rained it never varied from 30 degrees centigrade. In fact we enjoyed it so much, the warmth was extra kind to our arthritic joints, that we've decided to leave Melbourne and move there. We looked at houses and the prices are reasonable, the town is small and although usually full of tourists, the outlying suburban areas are very quiet and clean without any traffic lights, speed cameras, crime, or the stress of suburban living. Of course we need to keep an eye out for crocodiles.
The weather is tropical rain forest hot, hot and steamy. There's a dry season for nine months of the year and a wet season for three months. Cyclones are a seasonal hazard. Ok, so it's not all paradise but close to it.

I was born and lived all my life in Melbourne. The weather of Melbourne is so varied and unpredictable that Crowded House penned a song about it, Four Seasons in One Day.
Not being tied down by a job anymore, the option of relocating is more possible than ever before.
I will miss my garden, you can see it on my other blog but I can potter around with palms and exotic tropical plants that I could never grow in Melbourne because of the climate.
The locals of Port Douglas stood out from the tourists by their appearance. Not only was their skin dark, it was wrinkled and their bodies seemed like a sun dried tomato, squeezed of all moisture to the point of leaving just skin and bones. I wonder how long it would take for Pumpkin and myself to shed our excess body fat by living in Port Douglas. I think the secret is that the heat suppresses thel appetite and all you want to do is drink beer.
Anyway, now I'm back and the logistics begin.
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9 comments:

Jeannie said...

Sounds like heaven - get a place with an extra room for me!

Funny - I'm just reading a book where a couple of characters wind up in Port Douglas - just after WWI. I like your description better.

Honestly - our place in Belize if it ever happens is sounding better and better to me all the time.

FJ said...

So... when do you get the boat?

Jen said...

Sounds amazing, Lex. My pulse rate lowered after reading your description.

However, there is something wonderful about unpredictable weather. I grew up in a part of Texas where a massive thunderstorm could form out of nowhere. There's something very exciting about that.

Lexcen said...

Extra room for Jeannie, OK.

Boat? You should see the super yachts moored there.

Jen, I forgot to mention the stingers which make swimming in the ocean very risky.

FJ said...

Get yourself an ocean kayak, Lex. Super yachts are for Bozos.

Lexcen said...

Hoist the mainsail, I'm breaking wind.

FJ said...

I hear foghorns....

Jen said...

men.
p.u.

Jen said...

At least you'll be able to enjoy the beauty of the ocean.
See me over there -------->
I'm green with envy.
heeheeharharrrrrrr......

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