Rain! And Manly is hosting a surf festival! Go to gather bread and get shouted at by the thunder. No one is sure what to do until S hits the nail, hire a car and drive up the coast North. Stride purposely out into the rain and come back with the car. We pass through a mix of place names ranging from typical Aussie to abnormally cryptic, Dee Why, Curl Curl, Narrabeen and last Palm Beach right out on a Peninsula. High deep forest tuned to the white noise of cicadas, freckled with multi-million dollar houses and a beautiful beach topped and tailed with rock pools. The girls were enchanted, R and I spending time bouncing over the waves while the life guards drilled themselves.
Drove home stopping for a bite of Japanese in Dee Why, and bed with hardly a peep. Right now Sydney is definitely somewhere we could return to for more exploration.
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