In the morning, I let Molly sleep in, and walked to town for coffee and breakfast.
En route I saw someone delivering the mail:
|bicycling female mail carrier|
the bathroom from my home away from home, the Blah Blah Blah Cafe
one more thing I don't know about wine.
Molly walked into town and met up with me...
mince pies...are these leftover from Christmas?
the ubiquitous beetroot
We then went looking for postcard stamps...and we looked here:
|This, however was a fitness gym...which one didn't know until going inside. The real post office was in the Lotto store.|
Then, a 10 minute car ride to Baylys Beach, where we got to put our toes into the Tasman Sea.
|Molly runs on the beach; there were others fishing and surfing|
|the sand was black and grey, and packed very hard for extremely pleasant walking|
|looking back at the entry to the beach|
|the runner returns|
|Uh....what exactly are Toheroa??? No Google on the beach|
|Baylys Beach had its own observatory...but we passed on the recommended Funky Fish restaurant|
Back at the Blah Blah Blah Cafe: Hamuka? on Kumara Mash;
Molly had a lentil burger...
We chilled out back in the hotel room in the afternoon, then had dinner in: almond butter sandwiches and salad. We watched Jack Black and Emily Blunt in Gulliver's Travels in the evening, and turned in. But we slept fitfully--the rains that occurred during the night were unbelievably hard.
All in all, a good stop. Thank goodness for the ethernet there. My wifi has gone bonkers.