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Published: August 21st 2007
Oh so cold
This was the heater and I could only feel it if I was hovering over it. burr
August 15th Leaving Central Tilba
This morning we left Tilba around 9:30. We had a great time while we were there and would definitely go back. The town itself is a trust town, so it will never lose its charm that is loved by visitors and residents alike. Last night, Mark and I went out to the one pub in town. It was a small room in an old building that is used as a hotel. We walked in and were in the midst of the locals. It was wonderful. The pub itself was old, had wonderfully funny posters, letters, and jokes plastered over all the walls. The walls could keep you busy for a while. After having a beer, everybody in the bar was laughing and joking with each other, even us. We meet some great people, we ended up chatting to a man who was wearing a sweatshirt that said “U too can have a body like this for only 300 gallons” (or some large amount) . His round belly advertised the shirt well. He was great and towards the end of the night, meaning 8:00pm, we were having a great time talking to the bartender and the older
Coldest it gets
Just wanted to show u how nasty the eye is as it is talked about in future blogs
man. (when I could understand him). Being with the people in tilba brought some warmth to the cold night.
When we got back to the B&B we realized our big mistake. We didn’t leave the small portable heater on. Opps. It was so cold in our room. Since the house was built in the 1800’s there was not central heating, which was fine, because the weather we were “lucky” enough to experience was the coldest it usually got in Central Tilba so there is no real need for heating.
This morning we woke up and after breakfast headed to the attached building to settle our bill. The attached building holds the General store, where you can buy anything from toys to “Bum Hummers” which are pickled onions which had a great name and the slogan was, “1,000 farts in every jar”. It made me giggle. We paid and said good bye to our B&B hosts, which were wonderful. We were sent off with a warning to be careful on the roads, since they haven’t had rain in a long time and the roads will be slippery. Yeah, yeah, first rainfall in a million years, we get it, (a bit dramatic,
Late night out
This was the late night out in Tilba. And we had been back to the B&B for awhile.
sorry). Rain, rain, please go away and come again another day, like after we leave.
The bartender at the pub told us to go off the highway at different locations to take full advantage of the coastline. So we spent some extra time exploring what we could in the rain. The stop I have been looking forward to since I have been planning this trip was Pebbly Beach. This is a pretty little beach which is the playground for many “surfing Kangaroos”. If you remember my earlier entry about Hunting for Kangaroos, you know who excited I was to see one and to top that off they would be playing in the surf. (No my blonde friends they don’t actually surf (u know who u r)). We drove down this long gravel road to get to the state park. We maneuvered a Toyota Camry down a winding, twisting road, and parked the car. I grabbed my umbrella since it was drizzling and practically skipped to the beach while holding my breath hopping they would be there and the rain didn’t send them into the woods. I reached the beach and looked left and right and nothing. I was devastated. I
Looks like the weather scared the Kangaroos away. pretty beach but no Kangaroos.
waited and waited and nothing. We walked through a train in the woods and saw lots of birds no Kangaroos. After it started to rain harder and harder, we decided to leave. By that point I was so angry that all we have had is rain, and I could tolerate it but now it was ruining the things I wanted to see. We almost made it to the main road again when the rain stopped, the sun tried to shine through the clouds and Mark spotted a group of Kangaroos in a field far off the road. We stopped and had a look. Finally I was able to see a Kangaroo in the wild. There was even a little Joey. How cute. It would have been nice to see them up close on the beach, but I was happy just seeing them in the wild.
We continued on to Sydney in the rain and arrived around 3:00pm. Our first impression of Sydney was great. We were staying at the Intercontinental and had a great view of the bridge and a pretty good view of the Opera House. The hotel is in a great location so we headed over to an
Oh wait, is that a Kangaroo, no it's just Mark.
area called The Rocks. This is the oldest area in Sydney and has historic buildings that house bars, restaurants, and shops. We decided that I was going a little overboard with the spring rolls, so we opted for Italian, no chance of spring rolls there. We had a great dinner, walked around a bit and tried a bar that claimed to be one of the oldest bars in Sydney. Hmm. Interior looked it but the music was everything from techno and rap to heavy metal. It was a very strange combination of old building and modern music. Let’s just say we only stayed there for one beer. We went back to the room to take advantage of the view and a nice hotel, which was ok, but nothing set it apart from any other hotel, except the view, which you could get from other hotels. Anyways, it was nice. We checked the weather for tomorrow….SUNNY AND AROUND 65 DEGREES. YIPPEEEEE.
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