Monday 14th September
Tony & Dawn left this morning to return home to Port Macquarie. We will miss their company. But wait…
They have been looking at real estate in the area. Tony called in the afternoon. They have put down a deposit on a piece of land nearby.
Hmmm! Perhaps we will become neighbours.
After a visit to the Surgeon, I left his office knowing the reason for constant pain. I have Chronic Pain Syndrome, neuropathic in origin. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chronic_pain He has upped my medication to 300Mg of Lyrica twice a day. He cannot offer much more pain relief, such as Panadeine Forte as it can become habit forming, cause constipation or combined with Lyrica, become toxic.
Tonight I played table tennis for the first time since July. Not good. I felt a little sore after the first game and agony during the second game. Although I am right handed, the constant action of movement antagonises my left injured arm.
Tuesday 15th September
Physiotherapy this morning. It was suggested that I should play table tennis but ease into each session one game at a time.
Wednesday 16th September
Mid morning we drove to a Medicare office to claim on my recent medical expenses. After leaving the office we continued to Currumbin Beach for the SWELL Sculpture Festival. http://www.swellsculpture.com.au/ Large ominous clouds were building in the south heralding a possible storm and limited time to explore. We last visited the SWELL Sculpture Festival in 2013. A report about our visit can be seen at post 335. https://frankeeg.wordpress.com/2013/09/22/245-sunday-22nd-september-2013-on-the-move-again-at-least-to-palm-beach-but-then-where-then/
But, first things first. Lunch. As we sat on a bench overlooking the Currumbin Creek breakwall and the dozens of kite surfers,
the storm began a rumble with lightning displays to let us know to hurry up and eat, view the sculptures and get out of here before the full storm arrived…with hail.
With that warning we quickly viewed the most obviously visible sculptures without taking the time to view information about them.
We had to run for i30 just as the first fat drops of rain arrived. Despite the hurried viewing we still enjoyed our visit. Just like last time we enjoyed some of the exhibits, scratched our heads at some and we shook our heads that the exhibitor and creator could call the presentation art. The overcast made photographs less bright and sharp as I would prefer.
Friday 18th September
Today, on a whim, we visited the hippie town of Nimbin. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nimbin,_New_South_Wales It is well known for its Marijuana / Cannabis culture and hippie lifestyle. Nimbin, is in the north of NSW near Murwillumbah not far over the border within the Border Ranges https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Border_Ranges_National_Park and is reached via a pretty drive which mostly follows the Tweed River valley then turns sharply to rise into the hills of the ranges. The reason for Nimbin being here in the first places was for timber cutting – Red Cedar in particular – followed by dairying and banana growing. Many of the buildings date from the early part of the 20th century. Given that much of the town is pro marijuana and hippie lifestyle, the buildings are mostly painted in strange colours plastered with slogans about lifestyle – sustainability, permaculture and cannabis sub-culture. On first arriving – outside the Hemp Embassy http://hempembassy.net/document/hemp-embassy/about-us/1,1.html#.Vfxb5vmqqko – we smelled the sickly sweet, cloying aroma of cannabis smoke immediately I opened the car door.
I got a high just stepping out of the car. We did a quick visit of the embassy but I could not remain inside as the smell of marijuana smoke and burning incense was more than lungs and sinuses could cope with. Some of the town appears normal with such stores as – all painted psychedelically – banks, solicitors, optometrists, accountants, real estate agents and pizza shops.
The streets were populated by regular visitors and local hippies walking around but no interaction was seen. Tourist buses bring curious visitors to view the blatant sub culture in action. Some of the stores undergo regular police raids. The local policeman is kept busy with what the locals call trivial infringements – smoking dope in public. There is a local town code of conduct which is written large in several colours and locals remind each other if somebody steps out of bounds.
I saw one woman sitting on a bench, beside the code of conduct, smoking what was left of a joint. I saw others smoking as they walked by in a group. It was a great experience to see and for a short while be a part of a sub culture.
Once more a storm was threatening so we headed home before the hillsides were enveloped by the rain and darkness.
The sun was playing hide n seek with clouds. The wind was chilly, blowing in off the sea. Our plans were to walk along Main Beach, barefoot, skipping in the sand flats and shallows had.afterwards I would sit on the soft sand and run the fingers of my injured hand through the sand. Sifting. Gripping. Dragging. Those plans had to be reviewed
Not today! It was too windy and chilly. As a second prize we decided to walk the 4 Klm Federation Walk, behind the beach, in the dunes as far as The Spit. http://www.goldcoast.qld.gov.au/documents/bf/oceanway_thespit.pdf
At least it gave us something to do and take my mind off the pain.
Tags: Border Ranges, Cannabis, Chronic Pain Syndrome, Currumbin Beach Surf Club, Currumbin Beach. SWELL Festival, Currumbin Creek, Federation Walk, Hemp Embassy, Kite Surfing, Marijuana, Murwillumbah, Neuropathic, Nimbin, Nimbin Street Code, Red Cedar, Tweed River Valley