On Sunday we decided to go check out Hawthorne and Bulimba. I was thinking about all the places in Brizzy that we hadn't taken G & G to. Paddington, Chinatown, the Valley - amazing really. where does the time go?
Our plan was to do a quick walk through Bulimba and then head to Kangaroo Point for Fish and Chips for lunch. Ha - I keep forgetting I have kids that slow things down.
We headed out - got to Hawthorne and hopped out - there is a really good playground there. We then walked along the river (in the Blazing sun) to Bulimba - the next stop on the city cat line. Hawthorne and Bulimba are nice as they are right near the river and it is flat, but there is a lack of shade giving trees in this area - weird as if you look around, there are trees, but they are ineffective.
By the time we got to Bulimba it was 11:30 so the Kangaroo Point fish and chips idea went flying out the window. Bulimba is also nice as it has a cafe lined street (kinda unusual here). So we strolled up one side of the street (Grandpa kept going - "should we stop here? here? here?" every restaurant we passed) and Grandma and I kept saying "we want to look at them all." Of course this meant that we went into the last one we went by as we couldn't be bothered to go back to any of the ones we passed. It seems most places we stop to eat with G & G have very slow service. You think they would want us out of there. I was noticing another family near us - 4 boys - probably about 6 and under. The mom looked gorgeous and put together. The kids were well behaved and they seemed to be enjoying their lunch. How do they do it? Cyp gave Ellis his iphone to entertain him (he has a new etch a sketch application on it and when that got boring, he played a Dora video on it). Rowan is still pretty good at restaurants - he hasn't hit that "I'm two and can't sit still for more than 2 seconds phase yet." Phew. We all got our meals after about an hour (except Ellis - they forgot to put in his order). They put a rush on it which brought it out in about the time a normal meal would be served in Vancouver. They have the slow food concept down here.
After lunch we stopped at another playground on our walk back. Met a Nova Scotian mom who moved here 10 years ago - she heard us talking and said - "are you guys from BC?" she could detect our accent. She thought it was funny that her kids had an Aussie accents (they were born here) and we pointed out she did too, but she chose to ignore that comment. Grandma cannot understand Aussies when they speak - we have to translate.
We went home - had a chilly dip in our pool - perhaps the last one?
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