Broome Holiday

SYDNEY
This is the blog of my 21st birthday trip to Broome.

We chose to stay at Vibe on Goulburn Street, Sydney, before setting off to Broome the next day. While the motel was lovely, getting breakfast served took a bit longer than we anticipated.

Our shuttle bus arrived promptly at 8.30am, although we feared we had missed it after watching another shuttle bus pause in front of our motel before disappearing up the street. When our shuttle bus came, we loaded out suitcases and scored the front seat. The driver and his bus, unlike several other shuttle buses that could be more aptly named death traps, got us to the airport in under the anticipated half an hour.

We checked in quickly and made our way to the gate, and it wasn’t long before we boarded the plane. Finding our seats, a kind gentleman helped me to stow my beloved laptop, and before we knew it the safety talk had started.

The flight was delightfully smooth, and allowed me to read without upsetting my stomach. After a lovely lunch of chicken stir fry (though the braised lamb and veggies also smelt yummy), bread roll and mint chocolate, we experienced a touch of turbulence. Not long after, the air hostesses handed out delicious chocolate ice creams, along with tea and coffee.

BROOME

Weds 1st

The plane began to descend, and we could see the dry red earth, with large white salt lakes here and there. After a fairly smooth landing in Broome, we walked off the plane into a blast of Kimberley heat. Our luggage took a while to come off the carousel, and then we ventured back out into the stifling heat. Excited, we made our way to the taxi, talking of what we would do once we got to the resort. After half an hour, one large Maxi Taxi arrived and took half a dozen, leaving a dozen including us. Another half an hour followed, and we rang the resort to enquire about our booked taxi. Not long after, a taxi arrived calling out our name. Finally, we’d be getting in out of the heat! We agreed with one other couple to share a taxi, but when the driver mentioned this to dispatch, we were informed the idea of all of us sharing was “ridiculous!” The two that had agreed to come with us, along with another couple going to the same place as the other couple, got to take our taxi. We had already placed our luggage in his car but were told we were getting offloaded. We removed our heavy luggage, by this time tired and hot and very annoyed. Out of twelve people, four remained, reminding me of reality TV shows where people are voted off, however in this case, it would’ve been a blessing to get voted off.

We rang the resort again, and after another half an hour, another Maxi Taxi arrived. The two girls asked if the four of us could share, but the driver declined, saying it was too confusing. Mum and I climbed into the bus, feeling sorry for the girls left waiting, but so pleased to get out of there.

We arrived at the Habitat Resort, which is located on Port Drive, near the Golf course. While waiting for Mum to check in, I checked out our surrounds. Cabins were surrounded by tree filled gardens, and I smiled at the sight of a butterfly fluttering about, before being frightened by what I thought was a black and orange wasp. I figured out later it was probably a sand fly, which is nearly as unpleasant as a wasp.

We made our way along the paths, looking for our unit. We opened the door to a room cooled by fans, large and airy, with the lounge, dining and kitchenette. A small hallway with a large wardrobe was on one side, and the door to the bathroom on the other, and the bedroom in the back. The bedroom had it’s own exit and verandah, which looked out onto bush land.

Once we had settled in and had a break, we took a walk to the Golf Club, debating as to whether we should go see the Staircase to the Moon from there. The view was amazing, but we decided since dinner there would require us cooking it ourselves, going to Town Beach might be a better option to see the Staircase to the Moon.

Staircase to the Moon is a phenomenon that occurs a few days each month, where the full moon reflects across the water, giving the illusion of a sparkling stair case.

We called a taxi, a different company this time, and the friendly driver took us to Town Beach, where market stalls had already been set up.

Walking around the stalls, we admired pretty soaps and candles, hand made jewellery and clothing, Mango wine, art and photography. A wide range of food was also to be had, including Thai and Indonesian delicacies, however we chose to settle for a spicy Croc Dog, a sausage made of spices and Crocodile meat with Mango Salsa. While delicious at first, it did prove a little too spicy by the time I finished it.

After this, we bought hand made ice cream, which were yummy and cooling on the tongue after the spicy Croc dogs.

After wandering a bit, we sat down to await the moon. Eventually it rose, and like everyone else, we rushed down the beach to take a photo, but soon realized the tide had gone out and it wasn’t the spectacular image we had expected. I realized not far away was a jetty, and we headed over there, hoping we’d be able to see it from there.

From the jetty, we saw what all the fuss was about, as the moon climbed higher into the sky.

The night air was much colder than we had expected, and we had not dressed warmly for the sudden temperature to drop. After several minutes watching the moon, we decided to go find the taxi we had booked, and head home.

Still in New South Wales time, we were exhausted by 10pm Western Australian time, and went straight to bed.

Thursday 2nd

The following morning, we both awoke at 6.30am, however I chose to go back to sleep until 8.30. After a breakfast in the room, we checked out the pools and some of the resort grounds, before spending a leisurely afternoon reading, and adjusting to Broome time.

That afternoon, we caught the bus into Broome. While waiting for the bus, we had the pleasure of seeing a small goanna in the driveway. We spent some time wondering around the Boulevard shops, before getting some fish and chips, then heading home in a taxi, we went to bed early after some tv watching.

Friday 3rd

We had lunch at the adeptly named Shady Lane cafe. As always in Broome, lunch took a while to be served, but was enjoyable once we received it.

We went back to the Habitat early, having a quick dip in the pool, which was a little too cold for my tastes. That night, we went on the Astro Tour http://www.astrotours.net/ – which was worth every cent! Thoroughly enjoyed learning about the planets, how the earth moves through the stars, and locating stars. I bought the book and a cardboard guide of the stars – now to get out of Melbourne’s fog for stargazing!

Arriving home from the Astro Tour, imagine our surprise and excitement at seeing we had a friendly visitor on our porch, a tree frog, dining on insects attracted by our porch light.

Saturday 4^th

The next day, we went on the bus to Cable Beach and walked along it for a couple of hours. The water was quite warm, and we relished the view so much, it wasn’t until we looked back we realized how far we had walked. Lunch was thoroughly enjoyable at Zander’s, the view was stunning over Cable Beach and the food delectable. After this, we caught the bus back to the main part of the town, and went shopping again.

Sunday 5th

The fifth consisted of moving out of the Habitat, and relocating to the Mangrove motel. At first, I wasn’t keen on the idea of moving, but am glad now we did since we got to experience both the bush and ocean views. Once we settled into our room on the second floor, enjoyed the view of the pool and ocean, we headed out on the town once again.

We had a counter lunch at a pub near Roebuck Bay, before looking in Willie Creek Pearl Farm shop, and booked a tour of the farm for Tuesday.

This was followed by more shopping and going to the Simpsons movie, before stopping at Matso’s Brewery http://www.matsosbroomebrewery.com.au/index.sectionFour.335.html.

We bought a Monsoonal Blonde beer – which I can highly recommend.

Monday 6th

Today was an especially big day, being it was my 21^st birthday! We started out with a continental breakfast at Charters at the Mangrove. We were then picked up to begin our tour of the town, which was fascinating. Beginning in Chinatown, we learnt some of the history of the town, visiting Linney’s Pearl shop, saw a short film at Sun Pictures which is the world’s oldest working open air cinema. This was followed by a drive through Old Broome to take in the sights of the old pearling masters’ homes, the site of Broome’s One Day War at Town Beach, Roebuck Bay. A stopover at Matso’s Brewery, where we tested out Ginger beer and the Hit the Toad Premim Lager (complimentary), and checked out the art gallery next door, which is well worth a look. We then visited the Japanese cemetery, Broome port which is the base of today’s pearling vessels, before driving past Riddell beach and the Broome racecourse. This was followed by a leisurely walk down the path to Gantheaume Point, climbing down over a rocky path to admire Anastasia’s Pool, the red cliffs and plaster casts of the dinosaur footprints. Anastasia’s Pool is an interesting story of the devotion Anastasia’s husband had for her, as he used to carry his beloved down over the rocks to soak in the pool to sooth her painful Arthritis.

After walking back up the path, we drove to Cable Beach, world famous for it’s camel rides, where the group split up for the camel riders and those who had declined a camel ride, who would instead watch the sunset while enjoying a drink or two.

Mum and I had decided to ride a camel, and waited patiently in line to get on. We were given the first camel, meaning we would be the last to climb aboard.

As we watched the others get on, and watched them lean back to allow the camel to stand, our nerves started to grow. One of the camels was rather vocal, and as a young girl climbed into the saddle, he started to get up, frightening her. This concerned Mum, and me especially as I’d be the one to climb onto the saddle second so if our camel did the same, I’d be likely to fall off.

The owner of the camels said the camel had arthritis, and that was why he was vocal and had gotten up so quickly, as it was painful for him.

This didn’t make us feel much better, but I’m pleased to say our camel was very well behaved. His name was Banjo, and he was about 35 years old. The ride, once we had gotten up, was incredible, and the sunset was worth every penny we’d spent. Before we knew it, the camel was sitting down and the bus driver was picking us up to take up back to town.

We dressed up to the nines and went downstairs to the Tides for dinner. Having chosen very summery clothes, we soon realized our mistake as the restaurant is outside, and we were seated at a plastic table overlooking the Mangroves. Once the sun drops in Broome, the nights get quite chilly. We ordered drinks and the Barramundi, and settled into wait. Sadly, the alcoholic drink I had was not as enjoyable as I hoped, however the Barramundi was delicious. A chocolate tart for dessert and a cocktail each finished off the night. Again, I wasn’t overly impressed with how the drinks were made, but I enjoyed the chocolate tart.

Tuesday

We awoke early in the morning to go on the Willie Creek Pearl Farm, where we learnt about how oysters are bred and raised and how pearls are made. Coffee and biccies were followed by a cruise on Willie creek was filled with more information about oysters, and we saw their resident crocodile.

In the afternoon, we waded ankle deep into the ocean at Cable Beach to get into a small dinghy, which took us out to the Pearl Lugger (http://www.williecruises.com.au/). Usually, we would have had a town tour but due to unforeseen circumstances, we were offered a free drink and extra time on the boat. Here I discovered I really enjoy lime and lemon vodka twists – and it was utter bliss laying back in the sun, a cool drink in one hand and the camera in the other.

We took photos of the sun as it set, and then climbed back into the dinghy to get back to shore. I was a little concerned the water would be cold, but to my great surprise, it was an enjoyable temperature.

We were dropped back at the Mangrove, then we took what we hoped would be a short stroll to the Black Pearl Restaurant. Unfortunately, I picked the wrong direction and we ended up walking a km or two. When we finally got there, I enjoyed garlic prawns and another Vodka Twist, before we caught the Broome Nightrider bus home. Because of the route the bus was on, we ended up with a tour of the town at night, before getting dropped off home to pack.

The next day, we wondered around the town and I got a lovely hair cut by a forth year apprentice at Shaggazs - before we boarded the plane for Sydney. We stayed at the Vibe again, which was nice apart from the rather snaky girl on the front desk. After a 5 hour plane trip, nastiness was the last thing we needed, and we were glad to go to bed.