The beautiful blue sea.
The coastal walk.
Getting to know (and joke with) Andrea, Graham and Doreen. And feeling like an adult with them.
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Brunch in a cute cafe with delicious coffee.
Dipping our fingers in the sea.
The special seaside doughnuts in the paper bag with all the sugar.
A walk along the beach, with the sand between my toes.
And then into the forest with the dappled sunlight.
Followed by sunbathing and yoga in the garden
The beautiful flowers at the wake
Clearing all the stones off the path with Alec
Sunny Corner. The beautiful sea views and long evening shadows
A walk along the coast. Beautiful flowers, calm quiet air and the sea just there.
Walking down to town on my own, listening to music.
The head scab came off
A bath shower in the beautiful bathroom with the huge tub and the mirror wall.
A misty walk along the coast.
Church Cove. Sitting in the sheltered bit, watching the sea and the family playing. So peaceful.
Plus the incredible cream tea with the world’s best scone and the nicest possible owners in their adorable front room cafe.
And a little text from James, finally.
Being by the sea, in a cute cabin. With a secret garden. And it’s own yoga platform.
The pub quiz. Best pub quiz I’ve ever done. Oily Muirs.
Seeing a shooting star as we walked home from the pub.
I felt so happy this evening. Really calm and peaceful, by the sea, walking in the dark.
Ciaran: “I only lasted 2 minutes”
Cinque Terra
Climbing the big hill and looking out over the village
Plus messaging two guys at once in the evening. That was a nice boost
Swimming in the sea.
Letting the chicken loose at breakfast.
Playing games after dinner. The animal game and consequences. I especially loved Ming’s jellyfish-eagle.
Getting excited about vagina t-shirts. Again. But for real this time.
Blue Planet II. Amazing colourful rockpools.
Talk of little Sophie.
Being surprised by the beautiful beach near Blackpool. It actually reminded me of being in Australia. And missing it.
Wandering along it, litter picking in the sun.
Walking from the beach to the pub with Gust and Rose.
Dozing in the sun, in my parents garden.
A walk along the seafront in the afternoon. With obligatory ice cream break.
Watching the bat flit about in the darkness.
A walk along the cliffs to Beachy Head.
Mexican with Jonny. Waaaaay too much food. But it totally got me in the mood for Barcelona.
Watching RuPaul together in bed. We haven’t watched an episode at the same time for ages.
SLOVENIA!
Driving the car through the countryside.
Beautiful Piran. Walking through the cobbled streets and along the waterfront at dusk. The pretty square. The apartment 15 seconds from said pretty square. The super calm water, making me feel so happy and peaceful.
It was my birthday! We went for a beautiful walk along the beach with a clear blue sky and a calm sea.
Sitting outside at the pub in the sunshine, with the sea just meters away.
Dinner with everyone. Amazing salmon. ALL the cheeses. Followed by the parcel game. So much love and laughter.
Bunters. Big night out in Truro.
Lemon caaaaake!
Climbing up the windiest cliff and looking out into the sea.
A beautiful warm walk along the coast
Playing Dobble
Thieves are often old women
A day on the beach at Comporta
The amazing stalks, nesting everywhere. And the birds diving into the sea to fish.
BBQ chat with Alec and Ciaran.
Walking on the beach, making animal noises
Head of dicks
The orange with a mini orange inside (yep, it was so cool that this post deserves two photos)
Giggling over big bras with mum. Especially this big bra/little bra combo.
A seaside walk with some old friends. And my complete inability to organise it.
Birthday messages (its my birthday today)
Seeing this view after trekking up hot hill after hot hill.
The seal splashing around in the water below us at Separation Point.
Relaxing in the sun and writing my diary at the campsite at Puponga after a long day of walking and driving.
The sea. Oh the sea. It was so clear, so beautiful.
Being pulled around and floated so it felt like I was swimming really fast.
John’s stories about his teenage years.
Going for a morning walk around the coast and discovering more and more beautiful, empty coves and bays with clear water and soft sand.
Family time on the beach, teasing Hannah.
Zapping my brothers bites. And also his arm, foot and tummy. Just for fun.
Swimming, snorkeling and kayaking in the beautiful clear sea.
Going for a walk around the beach with mum and dad in the evening.
Rizzle Kicks in the car.
Christmas day body boarding at the beach.
Dad as Father Christmas calling Poppy poppy.
Lying about in the pool on our new inflatables, drinking beer and chatting quietly.
Lying on the most beautiful beach with only one other family on it.
When he squirted sun tan lotion all down my shorts and on the floor.
Mr Bean on the ferry.
The gorgeous colour of the sea on Rottnest Island.
The quokkas roaming around the island and getting really close.
Not staying in a hostel.
Body boarding down sand dunes. So. Much. Fun.
Seeing the most northerly point in New Zealand in beautiful weather, driving past really Australian looking scenery.
Wandering around the lovely campsite in the evening sun, spending some alone time together.
Sitting in the peace and quiet by the river and remembering what it’s like to be somewhere with no wind. So calm and still and so silent.
So many beautiful views of the sea as we drove further round the coast.
The cute 70’s kitchen in the youth hostel. Such thick paint, such shallow drawers.
Paddling in the sea and discovering rays swimming along by me. A bit scary but exciting.
The boat trip out to the hole in the rock. The best bit was riding the waves and standing at the front of the boat, feeling how fast we were traveling.
‘Wendy almost fell over in her disbelief at his stupidity.’
