Northern Beaches Outing

Right now I am on my way to Christchurch, New Zealand for my two week holiday. I must admit, I am a much better flyer these days however I don't believe I will ever become accustomed to long haul flights.

Last Friday, the Boy and I decided to fly a kite! Especially since watching "Saving Mr Banks" (which by the way is a completely underwhelming film) when I hear the word "kite" I immediately think of the song in Mary Poppins.

We went to Manly, near North Head and we flew a kite! I have actually never had this experience and it was pretty amazing watching it go up higher and higher.






For lunch, we headed to the Corso in Manly and I stupidly picked the BBQ Prawns without realising that I had to un-shell it myself. D'oh. It became incredibly messy and just not worth the effort. Naturally, the meal was completed with ice cream and sprinkles from Copenhagan.








Our next stop was North Curl Curl, my local beach. I actually hadn't been to the beach for years; the last time was in 2012 and the time before that was likely to have been in 2009 for my schoolies in Queensland.









It has been a crazy and intense week with the Boy; we spent around 50hrs together with each day spent togther averaging around 15 contact hours. We are now off on our own respective holidays and we will meet each other back in Sydney in a month's time. It is pretty odd, an intense week followed by a month break. We are planning on road tripping it down to Jervis Bay right before semester starts again which I am incredibly excited about. I hope that I can also convince him to drive a further hour down to Mollymook Beach (Veronica Mars! Although let's be real, the beach that Duncan and Lilly was on looked nothing like an Australian beach).