Womadelaide :: Day 2

It was cool, overcast and a little rainy this morning and I was so cosy in my little bed that I just turned over and went back to sleep!

When I finally awoke for the second time, it was about 9:30.  I flicked on the kettle and decided to make myself a couple of boiled eggs for breakfast.  Then I realised that I didn't actually have any egg cups in the caravan - so made poached eggs instead. (Note to Self:  Get some egg cups).  Then after washing up and showering and a pretty laid-back, relaxed morning I drove into the town centre again and saw some lovely sculptures on the foreshore.

Then I went for another walk along the beach.

After that I did a little grocery shopping and to see if I could find any egg cups.  I finally found them at the local Op Shop.

These cute little egg cups will be just perfect,
because they are wooden and so won't break in the van!

I also found a lovely long skirt and top at the Op Shop.

The whole lot only cost me $10, so I gave them a $10 donation as well.  I do love Op Shops!

Then I went to the Apollo Bay Bakery and had one of their famous scallop pies.  It was particularly yummy!

After lunch, the weather started to clear up and become warm and sunny.  So I drove up to Marriner's Lookout, which is the highest point in the area and right behind the caravan park.

View of Marriner's Lookout from the caravan park

Once I had parked, there was another five minute walk up a steep track to the Lookout, through some lovely little fern gullies.

On the way I stopped to take a picture of the caravan park from the top down.

The walk to the top was really worth it, because the views were spectacular!

On the way back to the car park, I saw a little family of blue wrens hopping about in the grass and managed to get a picture of a male.

Once I had returned back down to sea level, I went to the fish market as Apollo Bay is famous for it's beautiful sea food.

An interesting sculpture on the wall

I didn't end up buying any fish, but enjoyed looking through everything there.  Then I walked along the harbour and saw all the fishing boats and other yatchs.

Back to the caravan to put away the shopping and sit and read in the sunshine for a while.

The weather began to close in and by the time I left to go to La Bimba (another high-rating restaurant) for dinner, it was raining slightly so I took my parka with me.  It's a good thing I did, because the rain got gradually heavier as the evening drew on!  La Bimba is above one of the shops in the main street and I was lucky to get a park just across the road.

This is a rustic, Italian-style restaurant - very different to the one last night.

I was fortunate to get a table right at the front in the window, so I could watch everything that was going on outside.

As I was in a famous seafood town, I decided I would choose some fish meals and (feeling adventurous) I selected a cuttlefish dish for entree.  I've never had cuttlefish before, but figured "When in Spain ...".  I chose another Barossa Valley white wine to go with this dish, but an Italian-sounding one - a 2016 Vigna Cantina Trebbiano.  The cuttlefish was similar to calamari but a little fleshier and it was served with zucchini and finely-sliced radish.  It was actually rather good and the wine went with it perfectly!

The waitress also served some homemade sour dough bread and homemade butter, which was absolutely delicious!

As the evening drew on and it got dark outside, the rain settled in quite heavily and I was glad I had brought my parka for when I left.  It was kind of nice to be sitting at the window of a warm, joyful, rustic restaurant, eating nice food and drinking lovely wine, watching the rain sweep through the ark of the street lights and people huddled into their rain coats and umbrellas, scurrying to their cars.

Then, for main I wanted to order a whole baked snapper, but they had sold out and instead the waitress suggested the grilled whiting.  With this I ordered a 2018 Head Shiraz from the Barossa.

When the plate arrived, I groaned inwardly because (harking back to my vegetarian days), I really hate seeing the head and eyes of a fish on my plate.  It always feels like it is looking at me.  In fact I was pretty sure the semi-fish closest to me was actually laughing at me!  Nevertheless, I tucked in and soon discovered that it had been garnished with coriander, which I really dislike.  I'm one of those people who just cannot stand the taste of it! 

Then, as I tried to eat the fish I discovered that there were dozens of little sharp bones throughout it.  No matter how hard I tried to separate the flesh from them, I ended up picking one or two bones out of my mouth with every forkful.  So, I only ended up eating about three-quarters of the first fish and left the rest, explaining to the concerned waitress that it was cooked perfectly but just wasn't to my taste.  The wine was lovely, although a little peppery.

So, I decided to finish off the evening with a tarte tartin and a peppermint tea.  There's nothing more yummy than apple, caramel sauce and cinnamon with a homemade vanilla ice cream and the peppermint tea helped settle my stomach after all those strange and unfamiliar flavours.

Home and into bed by 10 o'clock.  The rain was pelting down on the caravan roof and the wind was really buffeting the van about, but I was warm and dry inside and was soon rocked off to sleep.