Spring Break 2009. Margaret River area, Australia.
We left at a nice 9:00 am Saturday from Singapore's Changi airport and got on our Qantas Flight 0072 to Perth.
I should interrupt this blog at this time and explain to you that getting old is strange. I cannot ride roller coasters indiscriminately anymore because some can make me wobbly. Heights are starting to become more noticeable and less tolerable than before. And flying in airplanes scares me. Not enough to take drugs, but just enough. If you're one of me, you know what I'm talking about. Up and down turbulence is no problem for me. I am fully knowledgeable and confident enough in Bernouli's principle to realize that the plane can drop hundreds of feet and be fine as long as it has forward motion and speed, no worries. It's when the tail of the plane and the nose of the plane start playing games that makes me freak out. You know, when the tail swings one direction and the nose is going another. Almost like the plane is "crabbing" sideways. That is not supposed to happen and can't mean anything good, right?
Anyway, Qantas has a bad record. Don't believe me? Look it up. Several mid-air incidences that have resulted in quick landings, especially over the last 2 years or so. I wasn't thrilled with our choice of airlines, but the frugal woman in me won. Too bad she didn't get the cautious woman in me drunk before we took off. Regardless, we did take off and land safely in Perth 4 or so hours later. Yes, we did have freaky tail "crabbing" that made me want to scream like a sissy, but no worries.
After landing, getting our bags and our van, we were on our way! Loved the drive. 3 1/2 hours of Australian countryside, two lane roads, no motorcycles and no taxis. Heaven. We got to our resort just as the sun was set, which means it was fairly dark and near 7:00 - 7:30 pm. My great husband opened the door to the villa and immediately asked if I wanted to get pictures. I have this thing of taking photos of where we stay just so we can remember down the road. And we like to get clean photos. You know, the kind of photos that look like you don't have kids.
Oh well, here are the not-so-clean photos taken on Sunday morning after church:
The villa 409 at Quay West Resort Bunker Bay
The grounds to our villa.
Family Room
Family room looking back toward entrance
The main lodge as seen from the walk to the beach.
We really enjoyed this place. The resort is built into the bush above the sand dunes that surround Bunker Bay. They designed the resort to blend into the area. The villas do not have ocean views at all because of the tall sand dunes and bush. From the beach, you can't see any of the resort-- just the walkway up into the area and maybe a few roofs of the buildings.
Bunker Bay is very quiet. Other than 2 or 3 houses, also in the bush, the entire area is not developed. We felt like we had the place to ourselves.
More to come: The rest of Sunday: lighthouse and cave exploration.
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