Heat wave predicted this morning - 34 degrees. Only one thing for it, head to the beach! Ah the benefits of funemployment!
Got up at 8 (shock! horror!) in order to beat the heat and headed for Bondi. Cleverly managed to leave all means of communication at home, so was relying on the old school 'we said this place at this time so fingers crossed' method, which generally never works these days. But it did! Fate obviously. Well, almost. I did get off at completely the wrong end of the beach and have to wander along the road looking for something that resembled the description of 'beach on the right, kids playground on the left'. Turns out I dont recognise a childrens playground when there are no kids in it. Probably due to blocking out all things to do with children until they make so much noise that I physically cant...
Bondi ticks a lot of boxes where beaches are concerned. Sea varying from a turquoise green to a deep blue, white sand, topless muscular men posing with surfboards, topless muscular men actually using said surfboards to surf (less frequent in the UK, they normally just stay with the posing on the beach). Add stunningly beautiful topless women to the mix (intimidating to the pale and untoned) and you have a pretty good idea. The possibly Brazilian boys sitting nearby were certainly appreciative, if in Portuguese which I cant pretend I understand. Although at one point I'm sure I saw them look at a nearby female and say 'Camembert'. Hmmm strange behaviour, surely?
Headed round the rocks to check out the Sculptures on the Sand exhibit - absolutely fab idea, if a slightly mixed bag! Some were great such as the faux paper boats, the huge VIEWTM sign obscuring the view, and the bamboo windmachines. Other less so, notably the strange jelly like creatures stuffed in the crevasses of the rocks. Think the kind of plastic caterpillary things that kids play with, but left out in the sun to melt slightly and get sticky and dirty. Mmm.
Discovery of the day was at the icecream stand. Where we have Twisters, my personal favourite, over here you get Cyclones - ten times better! Raspberry lolly replaces the vanilla ice cream, apple lolly replaces the lime and the central flavour - peach I think? Was totes yummy! (as the kids say these days...)
Journey home was uneventful - an improvement for me as it means I didnt get lost! Achievement! Wonderful moment walking past an apartment block and noticing a black thong sticking out of one of the letter boxes with a postit attached 'you left this behind'. Love it. Just what you want to find when you come home after a long day at work...
Huge storm threatening to break (as long as that is thunder and not the sound of aeroplanes... i'm strangely muddled). Maybe this will be the night when I finally manage to use the toilet without checking under the seat for funnelweb spiders. Thanks go to Mr Naughtie for that charming mindfook. My paranoia knows no bounds...
Bx
Got up at 8 (shock! horror!) in order to beat the heat and headed for Bondi. Cleverly managed to leave all means of communication at home, so was relying on the old school 'we said this place at this time so fingers crossed' method, which generally never works these days. But it did! Fate obviously. Well, almost. I did get off at completely the wrong end of the beach and have to wander along the road looking for something that resembled the description of 'beach on the right, kids playground on the left'. Turns out I dont recognise a childrens playground when there are no kids in it. Probably due to blocking out all things to do with children until they make so much noise that I physically cant...
Bondi ticks a lot of boxes where beaches are concerned. Sea varying from a turquoise green to a deep blue, white sand, topless muscular men posing with surfboards, topless muscular men actually using said surfboards to surf (less frequent in the UK, they normally just stay with the posing on the beach). Add stunningly beautiful topless women to the mix (intimidating to the pale and untoned) and you have a pretty good idea. The possibly Brazilian boys sitting nearby were certainly appreciative, if in Portuguese which I cant pretend I understand. Although at one point I'm sure I saw them look at a nearby female and say 'Camembert'. Hmmm strange behaviour, surely?
Headed round the rocks to check out the Sculptures on the Sand exhibit - absolutely fab idea, if a slightly mixed bag! Some were great such as the faux paper boats, the huge VIEWTM sign obscuring the view, and the bamboo windmachines. Other less so, notably the strange jelly like creatures stuffed in the crevasses of the rocks. Think the kind of plastic caterpillary things that kids play with, but left out in the sun to melt slightly and get sticky and dirty. Mmm.
Discovery of the day was at the icecream stand. Where we have Twisters, my personal favourite, over here you get Cyclones - ten times better! Raspberry lolly replaces the vanilla ice cream, apple lolly replaces the lime and the central flavour - peach I think? Was totes yummy! (as the kids say these days...)
Journey home was uneventful - an improvement for me as it means I didnt get lost! Achievement! Wonderful moment walking past an apartment block and noticing a black thong sticking out of one of the letter boxes with a postit attached 'you left this behind'. Love it. Just what you want to find when you come home after a long day at work...
Huge storm threatening to break (as long as that is thunder and not the sound of aeroplanes... i'm strangely muddled). Maybe this will be the night when I finally manage to use the toilet without checking under the seat for funnelweb spiders. Thanks go to Mr Naughtie for that charming mindfook. My paranoia knows no bounds...
Bx
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