Not to sound like a broken record but Brisbane, you’re a pretty cool city.
There may be things we’d change but we’re glad you’re a little rough around the edges, and we’ll defend your honour any day of the week.
But, we do have a bone to pick with you. And it involves a little thing you call summer—and we call: the most confusing season of all.
Springtime in Brisbane is the sweet spot IMHO, but it only lasts for so long.
There’s nothing quite so Australian as a healthy whinge so here’s a laundry list of things that make summer in Brisbane the best of times, and the worst of times.
Everything springs to life in summer.
Yep, there are beautiful flowering jacarandas and flame trees everywhere, birds singing, and children laughing in the street. But there are also the killer wasps, magpies and an altogether terrifying contingent of creepy crawlies just waiting to ramp things up in summer.
The sun is out pretty much all the time.
Sometimes even when it’s storming, would you believe? A good thing because we love nice sunny days. But it’s also pretty bad if you want to avoid skin cancer, or feeling like you’re on the surface of the sun.
Lovely warm evenings.
Good, good, good. Except if you want to sleep, or in fact, lie in a bed. We’d like to say that humid evenings are few and far between but they are not. Ask anyone that’s survived a Queensland summer in a house without air-con: your sheets are your worst enemy and you’ll probably need an endless supply of ice-packs. Also, frizz—you suck.
Depending on who you talk to, the fact that we are without the ol’ clock switch is good and bad. We stick this in the worst of times category because for some reason, our brains do not compute the 1-hour time difference between here and Sydney/Melbourne (we’re real clever like that).
Yeah, living so close to the beach is great except by the time you sit in your hot car for an hour to either coast, battle for a spot on the beach and fry your feet on the scorching sand, you may as well have just stayed at home and taken a cold shower. And no, Streets Beach is not an acceptable replacement.
You have to schedule all outdoor activities between the hours of 6pm and 6am.
See point two about the sun. Nothing is doable outdoors because only the surface of the sun is hotter.
Queensland’s summer storms are notorious, and so regular you could set your watch by them—there’s even a smell in the air when the rain’s about to hit. Great for clearing a horrible bout of humidity (RE: #3), not so great for the general destruction and chaos they bring. Eff off, hail. Now, who’s on BOM watch?
We’ve already mentioned bugs—and they probably aren’t unique to the River City—but Christmas beetles hold a special place (of both love and hate) in many a Brisbane dweller’s heart. Good because they signify a wonderful time of year, bad because, well, they are fricking annoying. And persistant little suckers too.
There’s nothing like a quick catch up at one of Brisbane’s best bars in the warm twilight for post-work or weekend drinks but beware of unassuming potent cocktails. Chances are you’re dehydrated, so you’ll have a killer hangover in the morning.
Sand in your togs.
Even when you haven’t been to the beach in days, and you’re not even wearing togs. It’s the gift that keeps giving.
The smell of BBQs cooking all the time.
There isn’t really much that’s worst about this (unless you are a vego or vegan) because none of us are above a sausage with tom sauce in bread, and actually we love the constant BBQ fragrance in the air.
Image credit: James Lambert