End of the Line Festival
On Saturday evening, some friends and I headed to the premier ‘End of the Line‘ Festival in Woolloongabba. It was a brand new, home grown one day street festival where patrons can sample some of the fabulous wares, food, and music that Woolloongabba (and Queensland!) have to offer.
Supported in part by the G20 Leaders Summit, the festival served to showcase one of the lesser-known, outer suburbs of the city. Brisbane has come a long way in the last couple of years, and this was just one more event that highlighted the cultural awakening and evolution that this beautiful city is experiencing. I have been to a few street parties in a few different countries, and this one particularly struck me as just simply being an unpretentious, cool place to be. Everyone was having fun. Everyone was relaxed, chilling out, and in the mood to have a good time.
We arrived and were swallowed up into a crowd of spectators – with no idea what they were looking at. I finally managed to break through and see a dance troupe of guys that had some serious talent. The crowd was so dense, in fact, that we couldn’t get through the other end of the street. We did what all good street-festival goers do, and hunted down a cold beverage to wait it out.
Each of the restaurants on the street had extended their facades with trendy tables, delicious drink specials, and mouth-watering meal options. I selected a Pimm’s cocktail while Ryan settled down with a refreshing beer, and we waited for the crowd to disperse.
Once the dance show was over, we were able to explore the rest of the street in more detail. We discovered not one, but two stages (with local talent performing intermittently throughout the day), market stalls, food vans, and some cool and crazy projections and art (and yes, that is a shoe motor-bike).
One of the things that I really loved about the street festival was that it wasn’t just an ‘over-18’s only’ kind of gig, but neither was it distinctly a family affair. Sure, there were kids running around, families pushing prams and little toddlers dancing to the music, oblivious to the obstruction they were causing in the walkways, but this only made the place more welcoming and friendly. The family atmosphere didn’t put a dampener on the drinking scene, and the people who did enjoy a refreshing drink did so in a relaxed, comfortable fashion, allowing families and child-free adults to mingle together in with ease.
We sat on a hill and enjoyed the music while drinking from a van that had beer on tap, and when that wrapped up, we headed to get some food from the main street.
Unfortunately the pizza restaurant (who’s pizzas looked AMAZING!) weren’t taking any more orders, so we settled for some slow cooked lamb and lentil burgers to fill our stomachs. The food was amazing (even though I didn’t get first choice) and when the festival wrapped up at about 10pm we were still in high enough spirits to continue the night. We headed to the German Club up the road and reminisced with some Hofbrau beers and ‘Ein Prosit’ (Oktoberfest seems so long ago!).