From Domestic Goddess To Surfie Chick
Cable Beach Caravan Park, Broome
| Surfie Chick |
Today I did two huge loads of washing. Some of the clothes still seemed to be orange (the colour of the dust) but they definitely smelt better. I did enjoy hanging the lavender-scented fresh clothes on the line, although I had to endure rude comments about how to use pegs from Mark.
Having conquered the washing, I left Mark chilling in the van and rode down to Cable beach - which is brilliant. It had life guards spotting for sharks and crocs, so safe for swimming. Even better I was delighted to see I could hire a boogie board and an umbrella and chair.
| Cable Beach |
| My little spot on the beach |
So within twenty minutes I went from being domestic goddess to surfie chick. I was out there with the surfers on my hired board having the best time ever. .. the waves were perfect, giving long rides in, occasionally quite large and just a bit scarey. I was happy when a person even older than me came out with his hired boogie board, creating a nice little challenge each time to see if I could go further than him.
Anyway on returning the board, I realised I did not hire everything sequentially, but at the same time …aah! You see, this is what happens when you become a domestic surfie chick - brain goes to mush. So I only had the chair and umbrella for 30 minutes.
Anyway I thoroughly enjoyed my play at the beach. Saw the camels on way home, this time going the other direction.
I then had a lovely hot shower and Mark and I went for an early meal at Papa Fuego’s - a restaurant in the town centre. We missed the sunset at the beach but you can see from the picture below it probably would have been even better than last night!
| Camels heading to work |
| Look at that sky! |
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