Tropical cyclone that is though! With concern for the waterproof-ness of the van through the night, we awoke to a stream, or rather white water rapids, beneath the van (good job we’re not in a tent!) Seeking refuge in a multi-storey car park, and the dry cool air of a shopping centre, we rode the storm out before driving on to Surfers Paradise.
I’m sure it was once a surfer’s paradise, but it’s now more of a Blackpool on steroids, or a sleepy Vegas with fewer casinos. It doesn’t do badly though, $2.2bn turnover, 200 high rises, and the tallest residential building in the world. All this learnt from our trip on the amphibious duck bus, which takes a little paddle up the river as part of the tour. They also mentioned that Schoolies week (30,000 17 year olds descend on the place to cause havoc) brings in $60mn, and that’s why they put up with it, doesn’t sound worth it to me!
I’m off to guard my wallet, there’s too many businesses keen to relieve you of cash around here!