On Monday, my Dad got it into his head to take my boys plus their male cuzzie (the girls being at school) into the city to take them up the town hall clock tower. Actually, this hadn't been his 1st attempt as he'd tried 2 weeks prior only to find it closed...
Anyway, I thought 'he can't do town with 3 little boys, I'd best go too'.....so I got all dressed only to find that Mum had also planned to go. So there we were being tourists in our own town without the reason of visitors.
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After the train trip in Dad was astounded to find the 'closed' signs up again after he had rung to ensure the tower would be open. It would appear security didn't turn up for work so they couldn't open until someone was found -1.5-2 hours, sorry. There is a museum you can visit tho......which took us about 3 minutes with the boys.....
Ok, fine, we'll go down and check out the Myer Xmas windows and visit santaland where 2 of the boys rode the train --->
3 did a little colouring, 1 started a letter to Santa while my Dad browsed the computer / electronics depts.
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Then we finally wandered back to King George Square, newly refurbished with lovely looking light grey granite paving (which reflects the hot sun & heat) and still without enough shade. We saw the relocated sculptures taking pics with the ever popular kangaroos <--- and admired the new solar powered Xmas tree & accompanying sleigh & reindeers ---->
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Finally we ventured in, peeking into the "Lord Mayors Seniors Xmas Lunch" so the kids could see the huge pipe organ all lit up. In the foyer the ceiling is beautifully ornate (probably some special name for it) and possibly also fairly recently re done as it was so clean. I also liked the mosiaced floor patterns.
We head up to the base of the tower in a lovely wood panelled lift which opened to a group of people waiting by a 'tower closed' sign in a smallish, not air conditioned room. On questioning they had been told it would open at 12 but it was not about 12.05......so we waited about another 10mins and a guy arrived to say it would be a still longer wait - most of the gathering crowd left at this but Dad pushed him a bit and we had someone up there about 5mins later.
Finally we all loaded into the old fashioned 'cage' lift to the top, stopping to see the inside of the clock faces (made with crushed opals & something else) then upwards to the top. My Dad hadn't been up there since 1964 and I don't think it had changed too much bar all the security/safety glass.
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Once the Town Hall was the tallest building in the city....it is hugely towered over these days. In the pic to the left <---- you can see the tower reflected in the tall green glass building. Underneath that, is the very pretty Albert Park Uniting Church. Neither Mum or Dad had ever been inside so following our tourist mode we decided to venture in before heading home. It is really beautiful inside too -lots of dark wood, lovely organ pipes and stained glass. The old guy manning the door asked where we were from and gave the boys a xmas cartoon brochure which kept them partly entertained on the train home. So Dad was happy to have finally achieved his return visit to the clock tower.....still not sure what he thought would have changed..... and the rest of us had a nice few hours in the heart of Brisbanes city. . . . . ps-the security person who finally arrived and thus allowed the tower to open was, when we finally got up there, sitting near the fan, reading a magazine (it may have been a book) just outside the lift .......with no veiw at all of the people walking around the tower on the floor above...still haven't worked
that one out!