Joffems’ Journey

As has become my ritual, yesterday, Sunday, I headed down to Cable Beach after lunch.

The tide was high, the sun was hot, and I had had enough reading. I decided it was time for a swim. I ran for the water David Hasselhoff style and started enjoying my swim.

The waves were quite large, by Broome standards, and I was having a blast. I could see a large set of waves coming and prepared to body surf. I let the first big wave pass and then swam with the second one. Unfortunately, something unexpected happened. I was in the white water and about to be dumped. I decided to pull out of the wave by doing a flip.

Things were now getting worse. In the process of doing the flip I could feel my bathing suit slide down my leg. The suit was no longer around my waist, it had been pushed down all the way to my ankles and I wanted to pop up to grab some air. I decided that jumping up was better than holding my breath longer.

After surfacing, I guessed that no one saw my problem, as I could not see any signs of vomit near by. I quickly pulled up my bathing suit, pulled the draw string tight, and then tied a not in the string.

I have learned a lesson from all this. Always tie the drawstring.

Roody, my car for those you have forgotten, seems to be treated somewhat like Ebony, my dog. After going 4 months without a wash, Roody was starting to look pretty dirty and smell. And so, I gave her a bath and vacuum at the local BP station. She now looks much better and has lost her odour.

Roody is not the only good looking thing in Broome though. There are the sunsets that I am still obsessed with and the beautiful beaches.

Cable beach during the day

Town Beach at low tide

Town Beach Sunset

Cheers,
Marc

It has never taken a lot of effort to bring the beach bum side of my personality out. So, when I face Broome’s hot weather, blue skies, white sand beaches, and azure waters ever day, there is nothing I can do to stop myself from wandering to the beach.

For the last few days I have enjoyed tanning, swimming, and reading on the beach. And then, I get to finish off each day with a beautiful Western Australian sunset. It really is hard to beat.

They really are amazing.

Back to the beach I go.

Marc

I have been told that my previous post was not entertaining enough. I personally think that most people don’t read my poor writing and just look at photos, but to appease the masses, yes the 3 or 4 of you who read this regularly, here are some more details.

Driving from Port Hedland to Broome is extremely exciting. It is a long drive through nothing with nothing exciting on either side of the car.
For the passenger the drive goes as follows: Are we there yet. 2 minutes have passed. Are we there yet. 5 minutes have passed. Are we there yet. 2 hours have passed. Are we there yet. No we’re not $#@%$#@ there yet. Finally 4 hours have passed. Are we there yet. Same inappropriate answer follows. Finally, 580 kms (+ the added kms getting to the caravan park), you make it to Broome.

If it is so boring for the passneger what is there to keep the driver awake.Well, there are a couple of things that keep the mind rolling. The first is the price of fuel. The price of fuel sky rockets at some road houses. How does a $1.83 a litre sound to you? Personally, it made my hard miss a beat and I couldn’t stop thinking about it for the rest of the drive.

There are also the road trains barreling down the highway. They have an amazing ability to suck your car in.

Finally, there are the animals on the side of the road. They somehow manage to pull your eyes in aand then you have to imagine how fast the road train that hit them was going.

Once the drive to Broome is over though, you can really enjoy the town. One of the big tourist attractions I have done so far is a camel ride on Cable Beach with Sarah. The beach is beautiful, the camels cute, and the ride is really relaxing.

Cheers,
Marc