When Marta’s parents came to visit for a few weeks, she invited me to join them for a weekend at Copacabana Beach. Located on the central coast of New South Wales, Copacabana sounded like a nice getaway from the hustle and bustle of Sydney. As I had nothing better to do (I had declined a job offer at one restaurant and hadn’t heard back from any others yet), I gladly accepted her offer.
After driving for several hours, we finally arrived in the general vicinity of Copacabana. Marta rented a house overlooking the beach, but it seemed that the GPS led us astray. It took us to a street with the same name but one that did not have the correct street numbers. In fact, the street number we were looking for didn’t exist!
Chucking the GPS directions, we referred to the written instructions that the house’s owner sent via email. It turns out the house was in a completely different cove down a tiny road that led to a handful of houses that clung to the side of a small hill. We missed the tiny lane and had to stop for directions a handful of times until we finally got it right.
In the end, the frustration was worth it. The view from the home’s balcony was amazing. The home itself was large and had three bedrooms, two bathrooms and a large living and kitchen area. After a short break, Marta and her parents decided to find the nearest grocery store and stock up for the next few days. Tina and I happily took a little siesta at the house.
The following morning we drove to Avoca Beach, a touristy little beach town a couple of miles up the coast. Marta and her parents were content to lie on the beach and soak up the sun while Tina and I wandered through the shops in the area. The seaside town is really small and it didn’t take long for us to see it all.
To curb our hunger and kill some time, Tina and I picked up some fish and chips and had our lunch by the ocean. The salty smell in the air only encouraged our hunger. But like many fish and chip shops, the portions were huge so we had some left over chips to share with the dozens of seagulls in the area. They appreciated our generosity very much and fought among themselves for the best morsels.