Long weekend at beach
The three of us are spending a long weekend at the beach. Our holiday apartment is part of a renovated block that has converted every part of an old house/stables etc into apartments. It is nautically themed, in a good way, with old boats and paddles used as features. Being across from the sea is divine. We spend Sunday evening watching the sunset whilst the kid jumped and played with Andy's sister.
Walking around Glenelg/Somerton Park is fun. It does remind me of gaudy neighbourhoods like St Kilda or Manly or Kings Cross or Bondi. There is plenty to find in the side streets: neighbourhood coffee joints, backpackers, laundromats, art deco blocks, tudor glass windows, mansion blocks, designer homes, relics that have resisted gentrification. The cinema appears to have recently closed, which is sad, but I found a tea shop with high tea, plenty of recycle boutiques, several spas, a yoga centre, meditation, an art therapy place, old fashioned cake shop, murals on side walls and back lanes that gave you a short cut to the sea again. What fun! Colley Terrace is immaculate, these days and we took the kid for a long walk to the marina. Later on we walked along the jetty and got him to fall asleep.
My most fun purchase was a sleeveless ski jacket in perfect two tone blue (only $5) and some purple shoes. Both were from a divine recycle shop that the owner has been running for 12 years. The labour of love was apparent: detailed paintings on the wall, vintage clothes lovingly displayed in cabinets and on the wall, the arrangement of shoes, belts, handbags and jewellery. I will be back-it was a perfect day out by tram.
Finished it with a conversation with my nephews. No surprise to find out the 9 year old beat his 11 year old brother in the beep test. We chatted about roller derby and again I felt the surge of love, to have such a close attachment to my nephews.
Walking around Glenelg/Somerton Park is fun. It does remind me of gaudy neighbourhoods like St Kilda or Manly or Kings Cross or Bondi. There is plenty to find in the side streets: neighbourhood coffee joints, backpackers, laundromats, art deco blocks, tudor glass windows, mansion blocks, designer homes, relics that have resisted gentrification. The cinema appears to have recently closed, which is sad, but I found a tea shop with high tea, plenty of recycle boutiques, several spas, a yoga centre, meditation, an art therapy place, old fashioned cake shop, murals on side walls and back lanes that gave you a short cut to the sea again. What fun! Colley Terrace is immaculate, these days and we took the kid for a long walk to the marina. Later on we walked along the jetty and got him to fall asleep.
My most fun purchase was a sleeveless ski jacket in perfect two tone blue (only $5) and some purple shoes. Both were from a divine recycle shop that the owner has been running for 12 years. The labour of love was apparent: detailed paintings on the wall, vintage clothes lovingly displayed in cabinets and on the wall, the arrangement of shoes, belts, handbags and jewellery. I will be back-it was a perfect day out by tram.
Finished it with a conversation with my nephews. No surprise to find out the 9 year old beat his 11 year old brother in the beep test. We chatted about roller derby and again I felt the surge of love, to have such a close attachment to my nephews.
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