Saturday night
As we were walking along the Esplanade we passed a Woolworth. I couldn't resist going in. It turns out it ws a high-end grocery store with the most delicious and exotic fruit. Not your father’s Woolworth ..
Before that we went in search of opals. I’ve always wanted Opal earrings and David was sweet enough to buy me a pair for my birthday. The woman who sold it to me was very interesting. Her father started mining opals when she was young. She was one of 10 children but has a small family herself only five children.
Before that we went in search of opals. I’ve always wanted Opal earrings and David was sweet enough to buy me a pair for my birthday. The woman who sold it to me was very interesting. Her father started mining opals when she was young. She was one of 10 children but has a small family herself only five children.
We had a wizard of Oz moment. As we were walking back to the hotel we heard these birds in the distance. It turns out they weren't birds but something called flying foxes. They weren't flying foxes but bats - very big bats. In fact they are called megabats and they are the biggest bats in the world. A form of fruit bat. There were hundreds of them swirling around screeching and screaming. It was quite a sight. They hang out at this specific tree and there was a note on the tree asking us not to touch the flying foxes. I didn't need a note to tell me not to touch big bats. Nonetheless it was pretty spectacular. Why wizard of the Oz? Because they reminded both of us of the flying monkeys scene- they were that big!
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