We were so happy to be invited to Easter with our friend’s family down south in Busselton. We left Cottesloe on Saturday evening and drove for as long as we felt like it before parking our ‘mobile home’ on the side of a farm and setting up for the night. It was our first night in the car and we loved it! It’s just so convenient to be able to pull over anywhere and sleep… And we’re lucky that Betsy doesn’t look like a camper van so I feel like we can get away with more. We’re a camper disguised as a soccer mom car so the world is our sleeping oyster! (not sure if that’s a saying but you know what I mean?)
We woke up early and ventured over to Yallingyup to watch the surfers in the morning with our coffee.
And I’m still obsessed with the rock formations here. I have to stop myself from taking too many pictures. Australia is turning me into Dad! Eventually I’ll start taking videos of rocks 😮
After watching some kids search for eggs on the beach, I got kind of jealous so Chris and I had a mini hunt! We bought random stuff for eachother from Coles and had two separate hunts.
Later, we went for a hike along the Bibbulman Track before meeting up with friends for a surf sesh and a bbq at their holiday house.
Easter Sunday was spent drinking bloody marys and hunting for eggs in a beautiful garden at a house on the beach. Everyone was so welcoming and generous and we joined in on their traditions. All the ‘kids’ are in their twenties so it was a big kid easter hunt which would’ve been very competitive if they didn’t have the tradition that all eggs are evenly distributed after. Later in the day, they always play a big game if poker and use the eggs as currency. They have it down to a science and eggs have value based on the size and quality of chocolate. We lost pretty much all our eggs because I’m horrible at poker!
Distributing the haul.
The hosts of the party own a winery in the area so there was a lot of wine and good food. Delicious! They even let us stay the night and sent us on our way this morning with a giant bag of eggs and hot cross buns.
We read the paper this morning in a café in Busselton and I loved the headline for one article.
'Rotto Bakery fined 100K, blames little quokkas'
It’s just so Australian! Only they would have these problems. Rottnest, or ‘Rotto’ is an island just off the coast and it got it’s name from the Dutch who thought the quokkas that dominated the island were rats. The Dutch name for ‘rats nest’ stuck… Lovely name. I read the article and apparently the restaurants on the island get fines all the time for having quokka droppings around their food but it must be hard to avoid. McDonald’s on Rotto got a fine for 180K so I don’t even want to know what happened there.
We got to meet a baby kangaroo yesterday at a vet’s house. They rescued Bubsy after it’s mom was killed and she was just the sweetest thing ever! I have only seen one kangaroo while in Aus and that was in the zoo, so getting to hold a baby kangaroo was one of the best things ever. It’s funny because it was so casual for our aussie friends to hang out with Bubsy, but we Canadians were just in shock.
I fed her cereal and she kept kissing my cheek.
Check out that tail! They're very bottom heavy and awkward to hold but so cuddly.
Once I passed her over to Chris, it was so funny to see how she changed. She was so much more comfortable! El Christoph is a natural with animals.
She was so happy with Chris.
She just looked at him with such adoring eyes.
Bundty the puppy is just creeping in the background.
Best buds sharing an inside joke.
A close up of her happy face because I just can't resist.
Bubsy is also best friends with the puppy at the house even though Bundty got jealous from the lack of attention. But how can you compete with a baby roo?
Bubsy wasn't a fan of ginger cake.
I’m so glad I got to meet Bubsy today and I can’t stop looking at the pictures! She was just the cutest. I think I’m becoming an animal lover..
This week has been all about surfing. It has been a crazy week in terms of the weather and there have been massive waves in Cottesloe which is pretty unusual. I’ve been practicing on the paddle board and with some coaching from the guys out there on the reef, I’ve finally started to get the hang of it and catch some pretty good waves. It’s definitely an older man sport but I struggle to keep up with these guys. I’m getting there though! The same guys are out there every Sunday so it’s a social event for me and the mature men-I’m loving it! Nicole, I could see you loving it as well. And I know my dad would be a natural but he’s good at every sport he tries.
El Christoph just bought a new board. It was custom made for the guy for Indo so it’s really thin and different from any board I’ve seen out there.
Crazy swells for Cott.
He got out there at 7 for the waves...I slept in.
My body board from the '90s.
Another highlight of the week was finding a body board in an alleyway on one of our night walks. It’s pink and old school and I’m in love. Even though I took it in a massive wave at Trigg Beach and got destroyed because it’s too light to have any control in those swells-I still love you! The hot pink and various shades of spatter paint does wonders.
I also started doing headstands! Thanks to an incredible class that was full of really inspiring yoga teachers, I finally pushed myself and got over my fear. My roommate and I keep practicing in the park in the hopes that one day we can be like Yoga Girl. Next step is a handstand!
We’re off to Busselton now for an Easter weekend at our friend’s family’s house. Can’t wait! I love Easter sooo much and it’s always a big deal at my house, so I’m glad that we have somewhere to go this year. Apparently it’s a full day event and their house is right on the ocean so I have a feeling that it’s going to be a good one. Will post more later!
Jk. It’s King’s Park which is a massive park in the middle of the city. We got some bubble tea yesterday and wandered around the massive park. They have concerts, open air cinema nights, and lots of other events here year round so they put it to good use.
The talking tree.
The plants here look like sea anemones.
DNA tower. It's a double helix.
Rio Tinto Adventure Centre.
There are lots of different sections that are dedicated to various groups within the park…such as depression prevention garden that’s full of positive quotes and a meditation walk that leads to an incredible view, a garden for firemen, a place for the aboriginals, a garden for women etc.
The fountain that was built as a memorial for the pioneer women was pretty cool. I was speaking to some older women and they were saying that their grandparents came to WA from England because they were told that this was the ‘land of milk and honey’. However, when they arrived, there was nothing but bush (and convicts) and they all struggled to stay alive and start crops and build a life here. They told me that they were just left on the beach with all their beautiful clothes and most valuable possessions and had to fend for themselves…not quite what they had in mind. The strength of the women to have to give birth and care for their families in these conditions was really incredible and this memorial was dedicated to them. Kind of reminds me of the Canadian pioneers but at least they had water and didn’t have to worry about sharks, or poisonous snakes etc. Both would have been horrible though! Except for the peppermint sticks and oranges at Christmas from Ma & Pa’s friend (this is a Laura Ingalls reference but I forget his name! Roger? I should have paid more attention and stopped being sooo ADD when my mom read those to me).
One of my closest friends since kindergarten turns 24 today! It has been 20 years since we met in that kindergarten class and you were introduced to me as ‘Laura’s sister’ and you were loud and you were swinging across some desks. I remember it well! We have had so many adventures together (even if I had to drag you on some) from fruit picking in alleyways, to the red bowl, high school wanderings, to paper cutters, free money, and William Mathias Shwarren and Pirate Packs, to Europe and UBC and Lasquiti and Nain Jaun…and many more.
I miss you so much xx
HAPPY BIRTHDAY JASMINE!!!
May you always nap at parties because you do what you want!
Meh ghurls xo
We decided to go on a little day trip to the Perth Hills to check out the water pipeline and do some hiking. This region is only 45 minutes away from the CBD but the landscape is so different. It’s very dry and the forest feels like you’re on a different planet…or in a land back in time when the dinosaurs roamed the earth.
The hills are granite formations so when the red dust wears off, all you see is exposed granite.
I was obsessed with the Balga bushes that popped up everywhere. They look like they belong in a Dr. Seuss illustration. Anyways, after doing some Googling, I found out that these bushes were extremely important to the Nyoongar people because the flowers provided edible nectar and support for shelters, the stems were used for firewood, the fronds for roofing and bedding, and they mixed the resin with kangaroo dung to create a strong glue. An excellent use for poop!
My bff, the baby Bulgas.
We also checked out the Mundaring Weir which is a dam that collects fresh water from the Darling range for Perth. It was built a long time ago and they even built a pipeline that brought fresh water allllll the way up to the gold mines up north. This was a game changing pipeline.
Chris was a show off and packed himself into a pipe.
But at least I managed to look terrifying.
A poor loser.
He also won the ‘bridge balance’ game. But I’m better at paddle board surfing…will write about that in another post 😮
Chris walking that pipeline.
We spent our Sunday at the Blues N’ Roots festival in Fremantle. It was a HOT, sunny day and the vibe at the festival was relaxed and easy going-kind of like the Folk Fest with fewer hoops, hippies, and incense (this makes me want to go to the Folk Fest now). There were two main stages: one under a big tent which was sheltered from the sun and had a better party vibe, and another was an open air stage. We saw the Doobie Bros, John Mayer, Elvis Costello (thanks to the Stephen Colbert Christmas special, I knew some songs other than ‘Veronica’), Edward Sharpe and the Magnetic Zeros, and Michael Franti & Spearhead. I never thought I’d be a John Mayer fan but after his last two albums, I quickly became obsessed. It was incredible to see him live despite how awkward he is on stage and the fact that he kind of puts himself on a pedestal…But I guess that’s expected when you’re that talented and good looking and famous. It was just interesting to see the huge contrast in stage presence and attitude when you compare that show to Edward Sharpe or Michael Franti. Oh I loved the Edward Sharpe show. It felt like you were in the backyard with them and it was so relaxed. They didn’t have a plan for their set and they just played songs by request.
My favourite show of the night had to be Michael Franti & Spearhead and I’m so surprised by this! I thought that I had no idea who they were but it turns out that I knew quite of few of their songs. And they put on the BEST show EVER! We danced throughout the show with our friends and he kept the energy up which was impressive in that heat. I loved it because he jumped into the crowd and danced with us all, he had balloons going, he invited a couple up on stage and the guy actually proposed to the girl, a guy in a wheelchair crowd surfed and Michael Franti gave this guy his guitar and let him play an intro to one of his songs (so epic), he got kids on stage to sing, and he even grabbed people from the crowd to dance on stage which led to a swarm with waaaay too many people on stage…but he dealt with that in the coolest way possible by turning off the music and getting everyone to sing ‘Give Peace a Chance’ until we all chilled out.
I had such a good time yesterday and it was soooo much fun to dance and see it all with El Christoph. Whenever we go out to bars or concerts or any social things we always separate and do our own thing-maybe it’s because we don’t want to be too ‘coupley’? I really like that about our relationship and I think it’s a good thing, but since we’re in Australia and don’t know too many people (and maybe because we were with another couple) it felt normal to dance and just stay together and it was so much fun. I had the best time with you Chris!