It's the Little Things

There are many positives of living in this part of the world, and lots of new experiences to be had. But it's the little things that I've most enjoyed during our stay in Perth. 

Thumbing through books in an independent bookstore (much more enjoyable than buying online). Sharing gelato (I use that term lightly, as all I really was allowed was to lick the drips as they ran down the side of the cone). The abundance of new parks to visit with white, not pinky red sand. The sight of water, be it river, beach or small water park. Good coffee and Rudolph red nosed baby cinos (who barely lasted past this photo).

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Holidaying with little ones can be exhausting stuff. Especially when you're trying to make the most of every little minute around middle of the day naps. I started off like a bull at a gate, but I exhausted us three. Tired and cranky kids, makes for tired grumpy me. So the week that started off as a sprint, ended at a snails pace. 

I didn't get to go to some places that I wanted (let's just say a screaming crying toddler who wants to go home NOW in the middle of the David Jones food hall, does not make me want to sit down and relax with sushi and a coffee). And I didn't get to see everybody who I would have liked too, which was disappointing. But I'm sure I'll find myself another reason to visit again soon.

Apologies for the small text, and different texts in the last few posts. Something has changed in my formatting since we've been in Perth (I'll blame the slowest internet reception at our apartment/hotel), and I haven't quite worked out how to fix it!!
 

A Day to Ourselves

A day to ourselves. To do a few errands (like pick up a snorkel for the bumpy car), and then one of those just see where the rest of the day takes us kind of days. 

 

First, a visit to our old stomping ground. A quick visit to those missed favourite places. Coffee, baby cinos and pastries at Fiorentina. A touch of shopping on Angove street. 

Happy faces. Chocolate faces. And lots of wows at all the beautiful things. Seems Miss A has forgotten all about our life before the red dirt move and Miss J, well she very much enjoyed her first taste of the "real" cafe scene.

 

Then in the afternoon after a nap, we had lunch by the river followed by a hop, skip, run and jump around the bell tower.

 Peekaboo

Some times the unplanned days, are the best days.

Oh yes, and this is me, getting my white on, as much as possible!!