The years roll back
IT IS touted as Australia’s new world city, but for me Brisbane is my old hometown. The place I spent my youth.
A recent stay gave me the chance to share some of my teenage experiences with my 17-year-old daughter, who is soon to become a resident of Queensland’s capital.
We spent two nights at Mantra Midtown, in the heart of the central business district – a central spot from which to visit many of the attractions and places I used to frequent.
As we walked down Queen Street Mall I was able to point out some of the stores still operating 30 years on and reminisce about other places that no longer exist. We stopped in at Jo-Jos, a restaurant on the corner of Queen and Albert streets. It was the place to meet in the ’80s and still seemed popular.
We took an early morning walk in the City Botanic Gardens along the Brisbane River. This was another great experience. It has been many years since I set foot in the gardens and it made me realise I didn’t take advantage of the wonderful green space all those decades ago.
Brisbane city and the botanic gardens to the left in the photo above and, left, the Brisbane River and one of the famous CityCats.