Last Day in Townsville

My last day in Townsville was Monday, June 26. On the way to the airport, Jeremiah and I visited the Botanical Gardens.

It was great to wander with Jeremiah through the various parts of the garden and take in the lush, tropical atmosphere. Unlike much of coastal North Queensland, Townsville is actually quite dry. However, the small patch of rainforest in the garden – with its hanging vines, giant palms, and decidedly cooler temperature – was a pleasant, albeit imported, reminder of what other parts of the coastal landscape are like north and south of Townsville.

Like the rest of Townsville, the garden was alive with birds – some unfortunately caged, like the sulphur-crested cockatoo pictured below. This particular cockatoo, along with another parrot, was an exceptional mimic, and both birds' antics and utterances brought a smile to our faces.