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Apparently lots can happen in the span of forty-seven days. I feel like I left home just yesterday, yet I feel like I have lived in Australia for ages. At the moment, I want to go home (instant…. no 14 hour flight please), get some hugs and kisses, then hurry on back to this lovely place. Speaking about going home, I went shopping today to buy a “Saskatoon outfit”. One that would make me look like I actually have a tan and make my family go, “Wow, Taylor isn’t pasty white anymore!”, seeing that I have spent far too much time indoors lately because it’s soooo coooold outside. (Kidding….)
We went to the beach yesterday for one final ocean visit. Thank goodness we did because it rained today. I shall miss the ocean. Some people here say they never go to the beach. I find that crazy, but I realize that people so often don’t realize what they have and can take things for granted. The same goes for me at home… that means I’m going to do some rolling around in those good ol’ canola fields at home as soon as possible. Join me if you wish.
Port Macquarie is the most quaint city I’ve visited yet. I have lived here for a week and it feels like it’s been forever, yet it wasn’t long enough. I had ANOTHER “I wish I lived here” moment the other day (they’re becoming more frequent…). I was rocking on the porch swing in the sunshine and autumn breeze. The neighbors were helping Uncle Max get a refrigerator from the moving truck on the street. Another neighbor was carrying groceries into his house but stopped to offer us “ice pops”. A very friendly gesture that made me want my neighborhood to be the same. I often walk up to this house and there is someone new chatting away on the porch with Uncle Max or Aunty Karen, who are both bursting with love. When I am back in Australia, Port Macquarie is definitely on my list, along with Cairns and… well just everywhere!!
Today began with blueberry pancakes at The Pancake Place, followed by last minute shopping, a short visit to the Koala Hospital (SO CUTE), packing and a movie.
Gosh, I am going to miss the Aussie terms of endearment. Who’s going to call me “Darl’” now? And when am I going to be asked, “How you goin’?”
Farewell Port Macquarie. Thus begins my long journey home all alone.
All of these memories are sure to keep me company for the next two days.
