DAY TWO: Meeting the Gong

DAY TWO: Meeting the Gong

We took it upon ourselves to visit the local town of Wollongong. my auntie Jane was kind enough to take us. Stepping onto the high street I couldn't believe how far behind they appeared to be compared to where I live, we was stuck in the 80's all the shops on the high street were tiny and the fashion sense is from a Duran Duran music video. After lunch at 'Maccers' Mac Donald's to the rest of the world. We walked by the lighthouse which was surreal for me because my dad had been here twenty two years previous before I was born with work, before I left he showed me some pictures of where he had been and what he had done and one particular photo is of his sitting on the grass verge next to the light house so I recreated it.

1990

2013

After the photo shoot we decided to walk along the coast line back to Bellambi. The sand between our toes and the fresh sea air against our skin as we plodded hand in hand on the ever winding coast. After an hour we began to realise that our gentle stroll was much further than anticipated the late afternoon breeze became considerably stronger and picked up the sand and began to exfoliate our legs which to begin with felt quite liberating but after another hour it became a bit of a nuisance. We was convinced that the next head land would be the last but it was only after three hours did we eventually reach our goal. On the positive side we now intimately know each beach along the ten mile journey.