It was what hadn't been able to find in Australia, a sleeply little holiday village with a dozen or so little hotels/B&Bs and about as many cafes and shops. Depending on which way we sat we could either have views of sailboats swinging on anchor in bright blue water of the bay or emerald hills rising up from the town. Mornings were filled with bushwalks and trips to the bakery while the afernoons we spent exploring the beaches around the peninsula or hanging out at the pool. Three days was not nearly long enough time!
Thursday, January 18, 2007
The Coromandel
It was what hadn't been able to find in Australia, a sleeply little holiday village with a dozen or so little hotels/B&Bs and about as many cafes and shops. Depending on which way we sat we could either have views of sailboats swinging on anchor in bright blue water of the bay or emerald hills rising up from the town. Mornings were filled with bushwalks and trips to the bakery while the afernoons we spent exploring the beaches around the peninsula or hanging out at the pool. Three days was not nearly long enough time!
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