Home and Awaaaaaaaaaaaaaay!

Trip Start Jan 12, 2010
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Trip End Feb 10, 2010


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Villa Bresciana

Flag of Australia  , New South Wales,
Saturday, January 30, 2010

Hooray for the weekend! I have the weekend to myself and not even a flight to contend with until Monday morning – yay!

I got up around 9am and packed up my suitcase and watched some TV.  It's been kind of all thrown in because the novelty has worn off keeping it tidy, which means it now doesn’t all fit and I have gathered an extra bag – will have to sort this out over the weekend so it is all back in the suitcase.  I got confused with the time because I was looking at my laptop which is still in UK time, so I hurried myself up to get out on 11am, when it was actually only 10am.  Oops.  Still, it meant I had allowed myself extra time to drive down to my next destination.  I loaded my stuff in my cute little car and headed away from the Crowne Plaza.

I had arranged to spend the weekend in Palm Beach, the northern most of Sydney’s beaches.  Some of you may know this beach better as Summer Bay, the fictional setting of Aussie soap, Home & Away.- I certainly did, because otherwise I would never had heard of it, or decided to go there.  I drove down at a leisurely speed, through a myriad of different weather – rain, sun, cloud, clear skies, but fortunately when I arrived at Palm Beach at midday, it was clear and sunny.  I quickly found the B&B I was staying at, Villa Bresciana, on the main road into Palm Beach.  When I say main road, you have to understand this is a very tiny place and thus this is a very small road.  Also, B&Bs in Australia are a bit different to the UK.  My B&B was quite literally a room inside someone’s house, rather than a private room in a house that has been converted to be a B&B.  It was really nice though – it’s an old house and full of really kooky stuff.  The guy who lives there has lived on 4 continents and has filled this place with stuff from all of them – statues, pictures, furniture, it was amazing.  The garden was filled with images of just about every deity you could think of, as well as a huge red Japanese gate.  Bizarre!  He was full of stories too, and it took me some time before I was able to escape and head out.

I had arranged to meet a friend at 1pm at the 'wharf’ (read pier with a shed on it).  We’d been penfriends for years, since high school, and had never met so it was all quite exciting.  I wasn’t entirely sure I would recognise her but facebook and all its photos helped, so when she got off her ferry I was able to pick her out!  We spent a few hours catching up and having lunch at Dunes kiosk, which was very nice.  It was really quite a surreal experience – not knowing someone, but at the same time knowing so much from over the years.  It was great to catch up and I hope it is not so long before we can do it again.

After she got her ferry back home, I jumped in my car to get a welcome burst of air-conditioning and took a short drive up the coast and got some drinks and petrol.  I then returned to Palm Beach and went and sat on the beach for a couple of hours until it started to get a bit dark.  I then headed back to my B&B and was able to see just what damage the evil, fiendish mosquitoes had done to me.  Seriously, they had literally feasted on my arms and feet (the latter particularly annoying because it was just under my sandal strap which rubbed it and made it itch even more).  It wouldn’t be so bad if I didn’t react so badly to mozzie bites, but one bite ends up being a huge inch-wide burning, hard lump that ends up weeping and itching for days and sometimes weeks (I know, too much detail, but it really hurts!).  I was not impressed. 

I ended up having a cold shower to calm the itching and burning (from both the bites and the sunburn) before heading to bed.
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