We had heard good things about Paronella Park so we trekked back inland to stay the night there and check it out. It was built back in the 30's in the middle of a rainforest as some sort of resort by a spanish guy by the name of Jose Paronella. It was set beside a creek and waterfall. Back in the 30's, 40's and 50's people would go and stay there - it had tennis courts, a ball room, swimming, bands. Seemed like it was once quite a playground for couples. It has since suffered the wrath of multiple cyclones and a fire, and at one point in time was lost and overgrown by the rainforest. It has now been found again, tidied up and set as a tourist attraction.
We went on a guided tour of the park and the more that you learnt about Jose and his dream for Paronella Park, the more amazing it became. In it's time, it would have been very grand, just like a fairytale castle. It would have been the Dreamworld of the 1930s-40s.
Felicity's blood sugar readings for the day had been all over the place,one minute they were high then low. After talking to the tour guide, we found out the bugs that the kids had been playing with were cane beetles and Flickie had been getting sugar on her hands from them. No more playing with the beetles.
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