After escaping Surfers Paradise I took quick retreat in nearby Burleigh Head National Park. There spearfishing is, apparently, totally prohibited. I was more amused by the sign than I probably should have been.
The park was a nice escape from the build up on the Gold Coast. I foolishly headed up a trail in flip flops, but by the timeI realized that was a mistake I didn't want to trudge back down the cliff to the parking lot. So by the end of the hike I had some very bad blisters. Just a note. If you're in Australia and someone compliments your thongs - they are talking about your flip flops.
After resting my feet I drove near the Queensland/New South Wales border. A lot of surfers appeared to be watching without dismay, what appeared to be a sinking ship in the ocean. I wondered why nobody was doing anything, and then realized that the boat was just built to sit low in the water. It gathers sand from the beach nearby, and then schleps it up to the Gold Coast.
So...that's about all that was going on there... I need a nap.