MAGNETIC

The next stop on our way up the coast is a town called Townsville. It’s Kalle’s final destination Down Under before he flies back home to greet the colours of the fast arriving fall. The magic of four seasons, something you won’t have in Australia. At least not to the same extent. To add the final touch to Kalle’s holidays, we take off to the Magnetic Island. Close to Townsville, but so different. So little, so peaceful, so magnetic. And so adorably cute, just as the island’s world famous family of Mokes. We rent one called Tinkerbell (she’s baby pink and has great big eyes!), and Tinkerbell takes us around anywhere we wanna go: is it the Italian restaurant down the beach, or Horseshoe Bay, or Nelly Bay’s Super IGA – Moke knows the roads. Even when we are delightfully tipsy of Lambrusco and filled with the 3-course Italian dinner, Mokes takes us back to our beach front bungalow for a good night sleep. The question is: who was driving? Tinkerbell!! Of course :)