After a visit to Perth zoo which was very enjoyable especially the gibbons it was time to say goodbye to Roberta and to Perth. It’s been an interesting city if somewhat bland and well ordered but well worth seeing. Roberta is on her way to Melbourne and the comparative luxury of hotels whilst I am still in hostel land and have headed up the coast to Scarborough Beach. Luckily my choice of hostel for my first night alone in almost 8 months has proved very successful. Located right on the Indian ocean the hostel is clean, cheap with friendly staff and full of guests who are more interested in surfing than fighting, unlike the previous place. The beach itself is magnificent. I arrived on a windy day and the swells of the surf were great to see. I watched in awe at the skills of the kite and wind surfers, just as they watched in awe as they saw me running later! I think it was awe! Sunset was particularly spectacular. I choose Scarborough Beach as I have fond memories of living at our Scarborough and it’s uncanny how alike the two places are. Both are situated on a sea/ocean, they have exactly the same street names, both have a Peasholm Park and both have constant sunshine, oh no that’s just this Scarborough! As a bonus it is also a lot cheaper here than Perth and I have found some nice chilled white wine at last. On the downside every odd ball, there’s no PC way of saying that, seems to realise I’m in town and insists on talking to me. My avoidance skills are getting better and better though.
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| View from hostel |
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| My running track |
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| You don't have to catch fish here, they just jump out at you! |
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