Day 6: Friday, March 20, 2015
Today was a looooong drive. We went up to a place
called Mount Eliza. It’s a beautiful little mountain top village with the
loveliest houses – no high-rises, thank goodness. On the way, checked out the landscape – very
green, local flora but no fauna- a glimpse of the sea and the rising road.
There were patches of wilderness in-between the development and everything blended
in so well. The village had a spattering of little ‘family’ shops and, as
usual, I went gaga over the two craft shops.
One had a real live ‘Mother Hubbard’ complete with crochet shawl draped
over her capacious shoulders – every nook and cranny had something to discover:
hooks and needles, yarn and ribbon, beads and buttons and bows. Picked up some
yarn, paid my tab and received my parcel. I love the way everyone signs off
with, ‘There you go, love!’
Lunched with friends at a little French bistro
called Café Gourmand – I had an omelet with goat’s cheese and caramelized
onions and tomatoes topped off with a custard tart. Those who had onion soup
received it in an enormous soup bowl and a serving of crusty bread. I have never seen such a large serving of
soup – it was a meal and more. Warm
camaraderie and a lovely feeling of being included in the conversation – the
ladies all had Indian antecedents, one from Assam, one from Bengal and of
course my cousin, Anglo Indians all. They were rather amazed that I was happy
to be heading home after my visit!
The journey home was ‘pretty vistas’ too. A drive by view of Melbourne!
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