Anyway, it was just a one-nighter. We were booked at a Wotif secret hotel. It was a good deal at just $99 for a 5-star establishment. We rented a car and drove around as we arrived early morning and could only check-in at 1400hrs. And ended up at this place called Tropical Fruit World in a small village called Duranbah. Mama's been wanting to visit this place for ages. Dad was reluctant as he thought it was far as we would be re-entering New South Wales and would exceed the 100km max we could do on the rental car. But, who dares to say "No" to my Mama? She has a way of always getting her way.... Funny how we flew to an airport in Queensland and then drive back into New South Wales. But that's how the way it was.
Seriously, we love the Tropical Fruit World. I was imagining that perhaps this is the life in the tropics that I should aspire to. Hectares upon hectares of fruit trees, miles upon miles of rivers and ponds, millions of branches to climb, millions of birds and ducks to harass....It was only about 15-mins drive from Coolangatta Airport. So Dad was proven wrong.
The cat is not going to write much. Let the pictures do the talking and your fingers do the walking.....
Mama was practically skipping as we entered the Tropical Fruit World...
We signed up for the farm tour and got to ride on the tractor train.
We saw plenty of avocadoes on the tree. Yummm....
Look at those jackfruits....not for cats though, Mama said.
The farm does not cater for pick your own but we stopped by a macadamia nut tree and crack our own nuts.
Rows and rows of dragonfruit plants.
The citrus season is here!
An exotic fruit - the sapote. Looks like persimmon but tastes like ciku.
The farm has animals too. There's the fluffy sheep.
That's Sherman the horse.
A dead bat - considered as pests as they love to attack the lychees and rambutans.
We rode a boat too. Hmmm....more like a ferry with roofs.
We saw ducks that walk on water.
Oh...the miniature train ride was fun too.
This fancy and colourful bird was oblivious to its surrounding. We saw him near the train station.
Clever use of a disused container. We waited there for the tractor train to pick us up again.
After the tour, a tall glass of exotic smoothie, sundae and icecream at the gift shop cum cafe.
We couldn't resist the fruit shop, of course.
Fruits galore...and educational too.
Fresh macadamia anyone? No worries, they'll crack 'em nuts for free too.
More and more avocadoes. Cheap too.
Mama said this "sentol" fruit is a blast from her youth...
We bought a few kilos of the tamarilloes. Mama wants to make chutney.
The babaco is said to taste like champagne.
Originally from Brazil, the canistel tastes like ciku.
The rollinias look like soursops but taste sweet like custard apples.
Dad loves his guanabana (soursop) juice.
As part of the farm tour package, we got to taste whatever was in season. We were in tropical fruit paradise....Eat as much as you can...
It was dark by the time we checked in at the secret hotel in Surfers Paradise. Wow! That was the word Brad used as we enter the room. We were upgraded to a junior suite!!! It was on the 10th floor, a corner unit where we get to see the beach on one side and the Q1 Tower on the other. Oh, we could also see the hotel's swimming pool from our room. Dad said we should have booked for two nights instead of one. Hmmm...maybe next time. Oh, we had Mogul cuisine for dinner and visited Mama and Dad's favourite art gallery at the Piazza adjacent to the hotel.
What a blast! Two queen sized beds!
We could see Q1 Tower - Gold Coast's tallest building - from our room.
Mama and Dad's favourite art gallery.
So, Mama and Dad, where next? purrr.....meow!
Happy Mothers' Day, everyone! In this household, we celebrate Mothers' Day everyday coz it's "Listen to me," and "Do as I say," all the time....hehehehe.... love you Mama....