Shut down

What do you mean you don’t have Sunday trading? It’s only five o’clock, all I want is milk, why aren’t the supermarkets open?

No matter how pretty Toowoomba is, there’s a very strange vibe about the place. Being stuck there that late Sunday afternoon, walking around the Grand Central for an hour trying to find a way to get into Coles because there was no reason that a city of this size should go into almost complete shut down just because it was God’s holy day. The cinemas were open but I didn’t want popcorn I just needed nibblys and breakfast supplies for the next morning.

Very pretty place indeed. But it gave me the creeps walking on the streets at night, copping the occasional random yelling from lone cars driving by.

Oh, and I need to mention the hotel that we were staying at, the Quality Burke and Wills that does NOT have a one-off charge for local calls. What a bitch, especially when you’re on the internet as much as I am.

Pretty theatre the Empire, though, and lovely home-made biscuits.

Tags: Toowoomba.