I was expecting to sleep the entire day on Australia day, the same way I normally celebrate Philippine Independence Day, Singapore Day and any other holiday for that matter. However, the rest of the data nerds dragged me out at from bed at an ungodly hour and somehow convinced me to board the train to Gold Coast. Great, another beach, I am from a country surrounded by the sea so I am not a stranger to beaches and people who are close to me know that I have high standards on 2 things: good, clean beaches and roasted pork.
Surfer’s Paradise beach did not disappoint, the sand, the shoreline and the sea are very different from what I am used to in Cebu but nevertheless I find it beautiful. An hour and a half away from Brisbane by train and bus, Gold Coast has a more beach-y vibe and I quickly fell in love with it because the atmosphere reminded me so much of Cebu – well, minus the karaoke and roasted pork.
While the skyscrapers back home are all tucked on the CBD area so that we will not be reminded of work when we go to the beach, it somehow looks great in Surfer’s Paradise
Adventures of El Lakwatsera 