My parents and sister still live in the South Burnett, where I grew up in a small country town.
Back then, I was able to ride my bike to and from school, and entertain myself for hours riding through the bush, yabbying with my brothers, or walking the dog to visit my Nana.
Oh course, childhood isn't quite so innocent these days, and my kids don't get to experience the same pleasures.
But we do visit their grandparents whenever we can, despite a 4-5 hour drive (depending on stops), and it gives the kids an idea of what my childhood was like.
Playing on the computer on the divan in Grandma and Pa-Pa's sun room.
Hmm, which ones look the juiciest?
We often stop at Fernvale, for morning tea/breakfast. There is an awesome playground, relatively clean public toilets, and yummy hot pies, sausage rolls and donuts. This time we tried some of their 'famous' rainbow bread. (It tasted like normal bread actually).