It’s Joyride Time: The Day Before My Rest Day Ends

I was supposed to make this post the very same day we had our joyride to Dalby however, it’s really been a busy day for us and I wasn’t able to finish my blog. That is also why I’m writing this now.

So, that was a great Thursday morning when two kookaburras visited us (as I mentioned to my post, the Unlikely Couple). We we’re so thrilled, we thought it’s a great way to level up the experience so we decided to go for a drive.

It was ten o’clock when we left home, my husband stopped at the gasoline station to make sure we have enough fuel before we hit the road. 

We entertain ourselves by talking about random topics as we go, until we noticed the beauty of the blooming Jacaranda tree (one of my favorite trees).

Conversation:

Husband: “That’s pretty, they’re starting to bloom now.”

Me: “Can’t wait to see them bloom all together!”


Here’s a link I found for some details: http://www.burkesbackyard.com.au/fact-sheets/in-the-garden/flowering-plants-shrubs/jacarandas-trees/#.WCfyJxomKEc

We were mesmerised by the views as we drive under the heat of the sun and I guess that’s what made the ride more enjoyable as the sun brings the best out of the picturesque sight.




Our joyride continued as we find our way to our first destination, if I’m not mistaken it took us almost two hours before we finally reach the place.

Me: “Are we there yet?”

Husband: “Chill. We’re already here.”

Certainly worth more than two hours drive: The Bowenville Reserve Campground


We didn’t take long as the heat of the sun was painfully burning our skin. However, the short experience we had there was gratifyingly memorable.


I suddenly felt starving as we haven’t got anything to eat or drink in the car. So off we went to find somewhere we can have lunch.πŸ”

That’s when we reached Dalby. The only photo we have in Dalby. 😭


Me: “Smile!”

Husband: <Smiling>

You might notice that I’m not in this picture. I actually forgot to include myself… It happens a lot. 😊

Last Stop: The Library

And we end our day with a treat…🍰


End of our trip.πŸ‘

joyride (noun) a ride for enjoyment in vehicle or aircraft

“Take me where your heart leads and let us forget everything. Take your key and drive until the end of what you see for life is a joyride.” -Apple

Thanks for viewing everyone! Maybe you should try it too. πŸ˜‰

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17 thoughts on “It’s Joyride Time: The Day Before My Rest Day Ends

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