Dreaming of Vintage Treasures

  The last of my beach holiday posts is here!  Much like our last holiday , this one came to a sudden halt. It started out like a normal day. My family and I browsed some of the Eden shops - the hippie shop, a new op-shop and the $2 shop. We visited the lookout, a gorgeous place where you can see a 180 degree view of the ocean. We took photos, gazed at the water, watched boats glide by and heard overseas holidaymakers chattering away with their lovely accents and languages.   We went to the Fisherman's Club for lunch, a small way to say 'thank you' to the small business that gave us shelter when we had to evacuate from bush-fires last year. We spotted the pokies machines area where we'd had to sleep on the carpet with hundreds of other people. The room will be forever etched in my mind as it was such a frightening situation but seeing it in the daylight was very strange as I almost didn't recognise it.     We walked upstairs to the eating area and I umm-ed and ahh-

  The holiday fun continues... My sister, mum and I drove down to the Eden wharf to buy some mussels fresh off the boat. Turned out, there weren't any mussels available. So we walked across the wharf and bought some oysters and lobsters from a nice fisherman.    Mum cooked spaghetti with cherry tomato sauce and we had the seafood as well. Soooo delicious! The lobster was a rare treat. I think I've only tasted it once before. We thought it tasted like a cross between a crab and a prawn. Very, very nice. I watched an episode of Antiques Roadshow (a nice routine I slipped into while away) and played chess with Dad (defeated, The Queen's Gambit has my sister and dad hooked!). Later, my sister and I went for a walk on the beach. The next day started with yoghurt and mango for breakfast and continued with a BBQ lunch. Alex and I swam in the beach, which was so lovely. I've had some wonky bathers in the past but these maroon ones are indeed the best and most flattering I'

Day 2 of our Eden holiday.  I awoke at 5.50am and immediately felt immense pain all over my body. Something was seriously wrong. After falling back to sleep for a few hours, I awoke in agony and was very whinge-y. With a twisted face, I exclaimed "my bones hurt!" to which my sister helped me up but also burst into laughter at my pained expression. What felt like sore bones turned into sore muscles. I was seriously wind/sun-burnt from my time at the beach the day before. The Australian sun can be very dangerous but luckily the pain subsided after a few hours and some medication. I was as red as a lobster in real life, even though it's not so obvious in these photos. Even the straps on my dress hurt my skin!   5.30am sunrise snap taken by Mum. After a big breakfast of eggs, bacon and tomatoes on toast, my family and I drove into Merimbula around midday. We browsed the shops and discovered many had shut down, probably due to COVID-19. The RSL kitchen closed at 2pm so we were

  Just like our last Eden holiday suddenly ended with bush-fires and us scurrying to make our way home, this year's holiday ended much the same with us having to leave quickly due to the border closing. It started out all lovely though. After Christmas, mum woke my family and I at 4am to make the 6-8 hour drive to New South Wales. I had packed earlier in the week so I put my bags in the car, got dressed and brushed my hair and teeth and then off we went at 5.20am.   I slept on and off for most the the drive there, eating two McDonald's hashbrowns for breakfast and sharing a souvlaki with my sister for lunch when we stopped in a small town in the middle of nowhere. For hours and hours, we saw trees that were burnt from last year's terrifying bush fires. They were very skinny and black with bits of leaves growing on the sides of them, not the top. It looked like we were driving in some sort of Dr. Seuss-ville. There must have been MILLIONS of trees like that. It served as a r