There are many to choose from because I do have fond memories of different occasions in my life. However, if I had to write about my absolute favorite memory, it would definitely have to be my Down South trip with four of my best girlfriends in Perth.
It was winter and we had four weeks off. Instead of running back to KL as I normally do during the summer breaks, I thought I'd spend my holidays here in WA and see the countryside. On the spur of the moment, my friends decided that they needed to show me the vineyards of WA. We were to travel down to the tip (Augusta) and back up again. It would be a week of savoring the local food and wine.
We piled into Lisa's car. Packed to the brim with bags, sleeping bags, pillows and snacks for the trip. Thankfully, I called shotgun before anyone else and had a pretty comfortable ride throughout the journey. First stop, Mandurah to visit Tara's family and stay the night. They had a really lovely modern home in the hicks. I was surprised to see such a trendy home right in the middle of the country. We had a barbecue that night and despite the temperature, (2 degrees C) we could not resist jumping into the pool.
The next day we set off on our journey again. We had no real itinerary, just stopping anywhere that struck our fancy. I saw an adorable little cottage serving scones and tea and insisted we stop. To this day, I can still taste the thick Devonshire cream and the strawberry tea and the soft, crumbly texture of the scones. Without a doubt the best scones I've ever tasted. Even better than the ones I had in London. But to be fair, this was in the country. Had I ventured past London into the English countryside, I would probably have found some good ones too.
We then proceeded to Yallingup. It was here that the picture above was taken. It was one of the most beautiful and peaceful places I've ever been in. The beach homes were truly magnificent, It was then that I vowed to one day own of those and spend summers there (or even live in it year round) It was there that we had lunch in this pub and the atmosphere was so laid back and casual. The pace of life slowed considerably and there was a general feeling of hang-looseness in the air. It was perfect.
On to Augusta, where Belle's grandad was staying. He had a house overlooking the coast and it was the southern most tip of WA. The next land area would be the South Pole! It was incredibly windy and cold, but we still managed to have a lot of fun. Belle's grandad had a selection of great board games, perfect for staying in. We played Trivial Pursuit ans Yahtzee. The next night however, we decided to hit the town for some fun (as it was Saturday night) of course there was none to be found except in a dodgy little tavern serving the older folks. Eek.
It was time to head back, we stopped at another great coastal town Witchcliffe. It was known for the best fish and chips in the region. We bought a huge pack and drove to the beach where we had to fight off sea gulls while enjoying our lunch. It was well worth it though. Sitting on the sand, cold salty breeze, the best fish and chips -eaten Malaysian style - with fingers and bottles of ice cold beer. It doesn't get any better than this..
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