Yesterday was moderately gorgeous, minus the wind, so I thought it would be a nice idea to walk to Fremantle. This, as it turned out wasn't the brightest of ideas. I am currently in Cottesloe, which is a beach suburb of Perth. Fremantle is this charming European style town further along the coast, but apparenlty, much further than I had first calculated.
Decked out in my ungodly expensive sandles that I had bought in an end of summer sale in Grande Prairie, I set off along the beach path with all enthusiasm. Three hours later, after navigating through an industrial area I reached Freo. Instead of checking out the markets like I planned, I instead bought some fish and chips and went straight to the Little Creatures brewery for a very large beer. By this time my feet were very blistered and all I could do was sit. Granted the ocean view was nice, but my strolling capabilities were severely limited.
I caught the bus and train back to Cottesloe and sat on my ass for the evening, walking around the hostel blissfully shoeless.
Today I am going back to Freo to get the full experience, but I think I will take the train...
-A.
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