I decided to stay in the north side of the city so that I could explore that area. I booked this particular Airbnb because it had a private bathroom. It was quite a distance from the ocean but every other listing had shared bathrooms.

When I arrived I was shown the house and my room and the bathroom and all looked OK. They had a builder working there and as it turned out he also had access to my private bathroom.

First impressions, not very happy with my choice. The host Michael looked a bit dodgy and as it turned out he worked in the police. Him and the builder also liked to drink. They were both well oiled when I got there.

This is about 4 hours worth for the builder.

I contemplated leaving there and then because I just did not feel comfortable. I was tired and so I thought I might check out the next day.

At breakfast the builder had a Red Bull drink and a meat pie to recover from the previous evening. You couldn’t get more Neanderthal if you tried. I also had to get him to turn down the TV because apparently all that drinking made him deaf.

I wrote to Airbnb and asked them if I could get a refund because I did not get my private bathroom, instead I had to share with a neanderthal. They called me later that day and I asked them to wait till I checked out before pursuing any further information. Airbnb take this very seriously by the looks of it.

The overall stay was OK. The bed was comfortable, but I feel I paid too much and it was also falsely advertised and so I will wait to see what the outcome of my complaint to Airbnb will be.

Hair swept back so tight that she had managed to smooth out the years of wrinkles. The face paint is heavy completing the soor faced look. She works in the business class check in but this morning she has to deal with the peasants because it’s quiet. I’m lucky that I get Rachel. I give her my British passport and she asks me “when I will return?” and I said “I don’t know”. “How long am I staying in China for?” “I don’t know”

Me “I have a business visa”

It “that’s what I was referring too”

Me “I thought you would know that if you go to China you need a visa”

It “I did not know that, that’s why I asked

It Makes a phone call.

It” Do you have another passport? ”

Me” Yes I do 👍😊”

She’s not happy, and I’m about to say something but decide to keep me mouth shut.

I assume that Rachel is as thick as pigshit if she is working the check in counter and does not know about needing a visa, but I just think she didn’t like me. Was it my British passport that upset her or was it my charm and charisma?

Rachel has tried to upset my day and she could have so easily if I had allowed her. I hope Rachel has a miserable day and I’m sure she will because she only wants to talk to the business clientele and not us poor ethnics. But she has a plane load of Chinese to look forward to. The mere thought of that brings a smile to my face.

Bon Voyage Rachel 😂😂😂

As soon as I’m through immigration I go to the Whisky tasting and have a few free half’s. Unfortunately they do not have the whisky that I want and so I will return empty handed to China. 😐😣😭

I went for a drive through the Glass House Mountains today, through Beerburrum and then onto Montville. Very pretty countryside but there are so many people here due to the long weekend in Australia. It’s normally a very busy spot but more so this weekend.

I went for a bit of a bush walk earlier and I climbed up to the top of this peak.

The path was so steep and I began to walk up backwards to give my calf muscles a bit of a rest. The path was certainly a lot steeper than it looked. It felt as if gravity had been increased and maybe it had. Maybe there are forces here that we just can’t explain.

But I made it to the top and then I went for that shit coffee at the bottom before continuing onto Montville, which is such a pretty wee place.

At the foot of Mount Beerburrum, shit service, shit coffee….. Don’t be fooled by its decor and its ambience. Oh and did I mention the shit customer service……

I don’t care about sport and I certainly don’t watch tennis, but what really gets on my tits is that the media in Australia are so obviously biased when it comes to reporting what happened. This headline should read “Samantha Stosur and Zhang Shuai” win the doubles title but no they have to take all the credit. This is the first time the Australian has won. anything for a long time and it would seem to me that it was the Chinese player that got Stosur over the line. If the Australians lose at any sport, it’s not because their opponents played better…. Oh no it’s usually because they were robbed or just unlucky. Have the decency to give credit where credit is due.

I have a new family in my garden

My tree has grown so much in the last few years and it’s great to see that this family has moved in.

I came back to Australia to get a mole checked on my side and thankfully all was well with it and I got a clean bill of health.

I then went to my GP and got a check up and got blood tests and today I got my results and my doctor told me that it looks like China agrees with me. All levels are good and my cholesterol is even better than before. My blood pressure was sitting at an all time low and I feel very thankful. And so my doctor tells me that I should return to China and that is what I will do. I’ll be leaving on Monday and I’m looking forward to getting back. I just hope that I have enough room in my suitcase for all the shopping 😂😂

I drove down from Ipswich yesterday and took the scenic route from Ipswich to Kyogle. The road was very twisty, up and down dale and round many bends and over single narrow wooden bridges, but it was a delight to drive it after being grounded for many months.

The I30 I’m driving is surprisingly good. It has a 6 speed box semi automatic and it is very responsive and so it was great on this road.

I haven’t been down here in years and I’d forgotten how nice the beach is here. Catherine and Stuart have a camper trailer and there is room for me to sleep on the floor. My niece Jennifer is also here with her family and I haven’t seen them for quite a few years and so it’s good to see them too. I haven’t stayed in a caravan park in a long time but this one at Sawtell is really good.

It’s hot but the wind is quite strong and so it can also feel a little bit fresh at times and I’m afraid I’m not brave enough to get my togs off and go for dip, although everybody else did.