The Beginning of the End - Port Stephens, New South Wales, Australia
Harmonie
Don and Anne Myers
Sun 4 Apr 2010 01:00
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On February 21, we took a quick swing through
another historic district of Sydney, drove over the harbor bridge one last time
and pointed north along the coast for the last few legs to Brisbane.
That was the last of city life for us on this road trip - from here on out
it was country all the way. The last week of our trip was low key in
that we meandered up the coast, traveling through small towns, and having
finally run out of friends-of-friends, staying on our own in small resort
time-share condos and apartments. This gave us a chance to slow down and
bask in the mostly down home country 'Australian-ness' of the places we
visited.
Our first stop along the north coast of New
South Wales was Port Stephens, a sprawling bay with several small towns
dotted around its edges. We stayed in a two bedroom apartment at
a small golf resort with a pool. Ahhhh...a pool. Even Don
went in for a swim after ditching his removable boot. It
was a beautiful, peaceful, sunny late afternoon as we all lolled by the pool
with our books and newspapers. Then came the family with the small
child. Ten seconds after the first wail and we scattered as fast
as cockroaches do when the light comes on in a dark room (at
least as far as I can remember from my college days of
dating guys who lived in cheap basement apartments in our semi-crumbling,
cockroach-infested Boston neighborhood). We forget, sometimes, that a
world outside our cocoon of boaters exists where small children run about and
sometimes wail.
Picture 1 - Looking out through the entrance to Port Stephens Bay from the Inner
Lighthouse on Nelson Head.
Anne
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