Toowoomba

We originally planned to spend a week in Toowoomba then move on to Roma. About a month ago it occurred to us that this period coincided with a perfect storm of holiday horror - school holidays, plus Easter, plus Anzac Day - and that perhaps we should book the caravan parks. When we rang Roma they basically just laughed at us - 'You want to book WHEN??' Luckily the park in Toowoomba was a bit more accommodating, if perhaps a bit reluctantly, and we've spent the entire 10-day holiday period here.

We've had a fairly quiet time in Toowoomba, not least due to the damp weather. On one day we made the 130km journey into Brisbane, but showers turned into rain turned into sleet, so all we really saw was the inside of the Queensland museum, awash with school kids.

On one fine day we wandered north to the Ravensbourne and Crows Nest national parks. Not all the walks were open, but we managed to see enough to stretch our legs. On the way we called in to the Cuckoo Clock Centre at Cabarlah, which is stuffed full of, yes, cuckoo clocks. They are all set to different times, so every few minutes one of them does the regulation 'cuckoo, cuckoo', otherwise the noise would be deafening on the hour!

Over the Easter weekend itself we played in a 2 day golf tournament, neither of us managing to feature in the prize rundown. We weren't interested in attending Toowoomba's Easter festival of Gospel Music, which was just as well as a big storm on Saturday evening brought the tent down, the caravan park was littered with clothes, shoes and bags drying in the Sunday morning sun the next day.