We've just returned from a long weekend in Brisbane. Every now and again enough reasons add up to make the trip worthwhile (it's at least 4 hours by car) -
this time The Handbrake's eldest's graduation and the start of our next real-estate move. We can see ourselves staying in Bundaberg for a few more years, until little A finishes school, but then a move to Brisbane looks to be on the cards. So, from our rented unit in Toowong we did a bit of suburb window shopping to try and identify whereabouts we'll start looking seriously. The sooner we find somewhere the better because prices in Brisbane are moving northwards rapidly - no thanks to tens of thousands of Mexicans taking up residence and buying up real estate like nobody's business.
The weather was reasonable, a bit hazy in the mornings but clearing rapidly. At one stage during our tour of the western suburbs we headed up to the top of Mount Cootha to take in the view and, as always, it was a great spot to get a panoramic shot of the city. From here we had a fine view of the many suburbs where you can pick up a weatherboard hovel for almost half a million dollars. I'm not looking forward to this. Maybe the state government will do something sensible like ditch the stamp duty on house sales, particularly if it's serious about the housing crisis or perhaps pigs might fly.