It’s hard to believe, but we have been in Sydney for just over three months. It feels both like we just got here and like we’ve been here forever. Our shipment has still not arrived. Well, let me rephrase that; it hasn’t been delivered to us. Our bed and my kitchen is in Sydney. In quarantine. They do that. It should be released soon and I’ll be doing a happy Christmas-in-May dance while I unpack the boxes and discover just what I put in there besides a bed and cooking utensils.
It’s been weeks since I’ve posted here, I know. I’ve been up to something I’m sure. Let me see…. we’ve been visiting and been visited by fun friends. We had our first American sort-of-guests. Our Utah friends’ son and his girlfriend borrowed our floor. Unfortunately for them, they arrived the week of the worst storm in a decade here. For three days we had gale force winds and rain falling in sheets from the sky. I’ve seen Texas rainstorms, Iowa rainstorms, and blizzards from Utah to Wisconsin, but I’ve never seen a storm like this one. We are still trying to dry out in here. I had to wipe the walls down, it was that wet. Thankfully the sun came out again. At last.
I’ve been in a really good writing zone, finished two short stories. The rain helped with that! Nothing like being shut up for days to get you in the writing mood.
It’s been over a month now since I’ve been to a beach! This Sunday is looking promising. I do hope so, because I’m having withdrawals something fierce. So, on that note, I’ll share more of March’s beach visits with you!
I set out one day to visit the McIver’s Baths at Coogee (I love the names of places here!), the only remaining women and children only ocean pool. Wouldn’t you know, I went on the day they were revamping the pool. So, I trekked on down a ways to Wylie’s Baths. I did have to pay $4.80 to get in, but it was worth it.
The pool is located just south of Coogee beach in Sydney’s eastern suburbs. It sits in the rocks overlooking the open sea. There is plenty of room to sun yourself, and there are also shady spots with rocks, benches, and even chairs to lounge upon.
The bottom of the pool was a bit rough. I discovered I’d drifted into more shallow water when I scraped the top of my foot across the rocks. Oh and apparently a sea urchin. I found the tiny tip of a spine sticking out of my toe when I got home.
Having a tough time tearing myself away from the water, I stopped to watch the surfers and swimmers at Coogee Beach before I left. (Shh! Don’t tell anyone, but I have a secret fantasy of being an old lady surfer one day.)
I only have one more beach up my sleeve to share with you. I should do that before Sunday, because I have every intention of taking advantage of the $2.50 travel cap and adding another beach to my collection. I seriously doubt we’ll be swimming!