Saturday 18 August - 6 of us girls went to see the Prado Exhibition at the Gallery of Modern Art. The art on display is from the Prado in Madrid, and apparently it's the first time these paintings have been shown in the southern hemisphere. GoMA has been getting some good exhibitions, and this was really enjoyable. I went along because when I go to Madrid in October, these works won't be back there yet. I don't know many Spanish artists, but I picked out a few that I quite liked.
The "Disasters of War" sketches by Francisco de Goya were disturbing, and really showed what was going on at the time of Spain's struggles against French occupation in the early 1800's (I think!) I also liked the religious artists, particularly Antonio de Pereda's "Christ The Man Of Sorrows" and Francisco Rizi's "The Annunciation". After the exhibition, we had lunch at a tapas place called Ole at Southbank, which was really nice, and in keeping with our Spanish 'cultural' day.
And this gorgeous lady, by Goya - isn't she fabulous?!
That afternoon, I met 3 of the girls from work at the Ekka. It was the last day of the show, and we were planning on seeing Eskimo Joe playing at 7:30. The Indian girl and the 2 Kiwis had never been to Ekka, and so it was a complete eye-opener for them. We saw the baby animals, cows, horses, alpacas, llamas etc, then checked out the showbag pavillion and the $15 rides!! before we rested our feet in the Woolworths food pavillion. By the time 7:30 came around and we headed for the rather long queue to go into the band, we found out E.J. didn't start for another hour, and so as we were fairly exhausted, we decided to call it a night. As I finished off my Ekka essential, the strawberry ice cream with chopped up strawberries in the cone (YUM), we saw the 3 guys from Eskimo Joe right next to us, complete with show bags, and I believe the lead singer had a Bob The Builder backpack on, perfectly accessorising his perfect coiffure and muso tight jeans. So we did end up seeing the band, we just didn't get to see them perform.
So that was a big Saturday.
On Sunday, Kim and I saw The Dark Knight Rises, at Chermside. It was my favourite of the 3 Christian Bale Batman movies. Truth be told, I barely remember the first one with Katie Holmes; I was really disturbed for days afterwards, by the Joker in the second one, and so I thought this one was really entertaining, and wrapped things up quite well. 8.5 out of 10.
Friday/Saturday 24/25 August - Our team getaway to O'Reilly's in Lamington National Park
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| Shikha, Gemma, Lorraine & Andy in our Villa
Andy & I drove up in front of Gemma, Lorraine & Shikha on Friday night, arriving at about 7pm. Brett arrived the following morning for breakfast. Look at what greeted me on Saturday morning on our balcony:
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| Aww. Lorikeet? Rosella? Not sure, but he is very pretty
After breakfast, I made a boo-boo in going on a guided Segway tour with the team and a very reassuring and helpful guide called Brett. He said how safe these things are and how some 'older' lady had just done the tour before us etc. The fact that the previous group had seen a tiger snake in the bush/forest/whatever, made me even more nervous than I already had been, at the thought of balancing on and driving a 2 wheeled contraption along bush tracks... But, if GOB Bluth could do it (on Arrested Development)....
Anyway, being adventurous, we all set off in single file, with me directly behind Guide-Brett, following in his expert tracks. About 45 minutes into it, after skilfully negotiating turns and tracks and forests, I was starting to relax and actually enjoy myself. Then - we were on an uneven, rocky dirt road, and I hit the side of a pothole - not the best thing to do on a Segway, as one second I was on it, next I had been spectacularly tossed off it, and onto my arse, bouncing as I landed. OW!! Stupid freaking Segway, uneven dirt roads, adventure and nature in general. My first thought was, "I'm going to Europe in 7 weeks and I've broken my back!" As it was, nothing except my spirit was broken, also dispelling any thought of ever becoming a stunt woman. As my friend Allyson said, we need wheels under our feet like a fish needs a bicycle. Or something wise that I completely agree with.
So, I made it back to the villa, the others headed back to the lodge for lunch, and I soaked in a long, hot bath until they came back. Then I lay on the lounge in the foetal position, trying not to move as I was so stiff and sore. Then at 5:30, alleluia, the Lost World Spa rang to say they could give me a massage, that ended up saving me. I had a 1 hour relaxation massage, which I thought would be useless, as Jenna, the masseuse, had a fairly light touch. When I got up, I wanted to hug her, I felt so much better. It really made a difference, obviously loosening up the stiff muscles for a while. I was able to join the others for a really delicious meal, then a game of Cranium before sleeping like a log.
Today, 4 days later, my lower back is still a bit stiff, but hopefully no lasting damage has been done. I seem to have a little bit of bad luck when I try to be adventurous - last year it was attempting to sail, which resulted in the worst sunburn I've ever had, and a severe dislike of stupid catamarans (and their owners); this year, it was attempting the Segway. I am really having second thoughts about the sandboarding in Dubai later this year as a result.
O'Reilly's is really beautiful, up about 45 minutes of winding, hairpin bending roads from the nearest town of Canungra, i.e. the middle of nowhere. The staff were lovely, our villa was very nice, and the food at the restaurant was great too. But as far as getting away from it all, and being one with nature, I tried it, and I prefer looking at it from a distance, thanks very much:
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