Market, Lego's, and Scaling a Mountain

Aussie terms of the day…

“Australian Salute” – the act of swiping flies and mosquitoes away from your face.  Boy did I do a lot of that the other day!

“Mossies” - Mosquitoes

            In anticipation of going to the evening church service tonight, Michelle, Blessing, Shane and I headed out earlier in the morning to hit up the farmers market downtown near Flinders Street.  Apparently they do it on a weekly basis and it lasts from about 8:00ish in the morning till around 1:00 pm. 

            It was really fun to just walk around looking at the stalls and talking to the vendors! We got to sample several fruits and jams and also stop by the information center and get a feel for the activities to do around Townsville.  I am seriously considering taking a diving course and getting scuba certified… I guess we’ll have to see how my schedule pans out, but hey! I’ve now got several people willing to take it with me if I decide to do it!

            We stopped by the Lego exhibition down the street as it was the last day of it until they rotate to another exhibition.  That was super cool! Lots of thoroughly impressive Lego sets put together including a gigantic cruise ship, the Death Star, a Millennium Falcon, several buildings, and some smaller ones made of older sets.  

            They had a ton of plaques on the walls circling the room taking you through the history of Lego and how it has changed over the years.  

            They had a number of displays of some of the first Lego sets and then a big room filled with, I kid you not, thousands of Lego pieces for people to play and build with.  It was like a pool of Lego’s!

Any Lego lovers dream!

            After that we headed out and decided to take a slight detour up to the top of Castle Hill.  It was truly gorgeous and you can essentially see the whole of Townsville if you stand at the top and turn about. 

Felix and I taking in the beautiful view of Townsville

            There is apparently a fairly rigorous hiking trail up to the top from the bottom called the “Goats Track” and with all the horror stories I keep hearing of its difficulty I am debating how wise my consideration of traversing it sometime is.

            That was the end of our plans for the day so we headed back down the mountain and back through town.  The rest of the day was mostly just hanging out at the lodge before we all headed off across the lawn to the evening church service.