Today was a fairy tale. Not in the traditional sense. And not related to any love story at all. It was a fairy tale, because I got to spend the day with my friend, Darcie, adventuring up to Central Coast. Days like today feel like stolen days, days you never expected to have and that is why they hold a little fairy magic.
We discovered an area of Australia neither of us had been to before. All part of the adventure was finding a spot to surf. We set off from Manly after I’d finished work at, well it was supposed to be 12.30, but by the time I’d actually managed to leave it was closer to 1. Oops. Our plan was to drive to Avoca beach which is about an hour and forty minutes away. However, after a journey of blasting tunes and marvelling at the fact the Woy Woy area looks exactly how we imagine Thailand would; we discovered, much to our disappointment, Avoca was not delivering the goods today. Never the less we ventured on. We passed Terringal, and just as we were driving by a walk way down to a beach Darcie decides to pull up and check the surf. We found ourselves at Wamberal. A place I’m fairly sure neither of us had ever heard of before.
We unpacked our trusty steads. And as we got ready to surf, I discovered I’d forgotten my wetsuit! This was going to be a chilly surf! I soldiered on, realising the water was not as cold as I suspected it would be. This surf lead to the best 3 waves of my life, so far. I was beyond stoked. The insane feeling riding a wave will never get boring and I don’t think the novelty will ever wear off. Which is why I’ve decided it such an addictive sport! Two and a half hours later we were out of the water, warming up, our arms slack from too much paddling, giddy with post surf silliness. The hilarity of post surf hair is quite often too much for either of us to handle. Mainly due to the fact I often leave the water looking like some sort of deranged lion!
Our next job was food. No fairy tale is complete without a decent feed after all. But before this could happen we spotted none other than Nathan Hawes! At the risk of sounding like crazed stalker fans, we just happened to recognise him as he was walking down the street with a bunch of mates. No we didn’t stop him, we’re not that keen! For those of you who don’t know, Nathan Hawes is a singer/songwriter from the Central Coast who has been busking between Sydney and Newcastle for several years now and this year was a popular contestant on “The Voice”. I personally love his music and reckon anyone who likes Ziggy Alberts or Ben Howard should give him a listen too. Having joked about seeing him earlier in the day, this chance encounter was the cherry on the top of our road trip.
We headed back to Manly for food, ending up at our favourite. Miss Chu! Miss Chu is a Vietnamese tuck shop style restaurant. The food is amazing. My favourite is the pork and woodear mushroom long dumplings. They are divine every time. My only complaint is I wish there was more. I think I’m just a very hungry person, because Darcie is full on 2 spring rolls!
For me this week has been about the little things which make me happy. Boy, do they vary! They stretch from, wearing a girly dress with tough boots, reading books under the setting sun, the fact my body can actually do quite a lot of stuff (like cycle up big hills, surf nervous making waves and run 10km without too much complaint), laughing at work, eating good food with good people, being chatted up at bus stops and sunsets. Man alive do I love sunsets. And finally, adventures – those moments, like today, that remind you of the magic in the world.