It takes a while to back into the travel reality as I am so focused on washing hands, wearing masks, not touching anything. The wanderlust I usually experience is dulled and my safety senses are confused as I no longer want to hold the handrail when going down the stairs and everything around me takes on a slightly seedy edge. I remind myself that here in Queensland there its no Covid, just like home yet still it takes a while to relax into being somewhere new and doing the things that you do when travelling.
We head into a little restaurant that we have passed many times but I have never managed to drag WH in. Its sort of Boho looking and its custom seems to consist of young people with pony tails pulled up high over shaved heads underneath. It has a full page of Vegan menu with WH real food on the other side. I nearly lose the opportunity when the waitress says the tables we are eyeing are reserved. “you can sit at the bar though” she says and I am on a stool.
We peruse the menu but have to turn the torch on our phone on as the ambience may be nice but the old eyes can’t read the menu. It has an Italian slant with lots of pastas and bruschetta, got to be good for you. Loaded bruschetta is their speciality.
We order a scallop thing to share and then WH orders a spaghetti and myself brown butter pasta bows, I repeat got to be good for you. We sit watching the trendy cocktails being made and strike up a conversation with the women sitting alone next to us at the bar. She is in her 80’s and lives in an apartment down the road and is a regular. She is eating what WH has ordered and informs its one of her favourites so he is pleased.
We talk across the bar. She lives alone. She doesn’t mind. She eats out regularly. She gives us some new places to go. She talks we listen, we talk she listens. Our entree to share arrives and after some WH persuasion she shares it with us. She hasn’t had that one before. I guess its hard to order an entree to share when you eat alone. It’s delicious.
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Our mains arrive and she says she should go. She thanks us for the conversation and the company. We thank her for hers.
We eat our brown butter pasta bows and spaghetti and its delicious.
Just like that my wanderlust has returned: new places, new people, same but different.