We started our day much the same as the day before with a bowl of cereal and some conversation with our hosts. We gathered up our luggage as we prepared to depart for the next leg of our journey.
Brian and Leslie hopped in their car and led us to a koala hospital so we could see it before we left. The hospital was a neat little place where injured and sick koalas could be treated, restored to good health, and then re-released into appropriate locations in the wild. It housed about 20 koalas ranging from one that was completely blind, to another that had narrowly escaped death in a brush fire. They were really cute and seeing them seemed to be a must for any visitor to
Afterward, we said our goodbyes to Brian and Leslie and then we were rambling down the road once more. Our next destination was Sawtell which bordered
Our first stop was lunch at the famous “Fredo Pies!” It was located right along side the highway in a mostly rural area. Out front were many iconic American likenesses of Marilyn Monroe, including one of her perched high atop a pole. Australians are big on meaty pies. We’ve come to a realization, though, that most of the pies taste very similar to one another despite the different meats used. We also decided that they aren’t anything special (at least the ones we’ve tried). They are very akin to the chicken pot pies we grew up on. They are comprised mostly of a thick gravy filling which sort of dominates over the taste of the meat. We even tried a kangaroo pie and a crocodile pie…nothing to it!
Full of crocodile and kangaroo (though we couldn’t tell for sure which was which) we now pointed ourselves toward
Before long we arrived at Doorigo. We grabbed our trusty camera and tripod and set off to hike through the rainforest. The hike was amazing. I would have never expected such a rain forest anywhere in
Once we emerged from the forest back to the information center at the starting point, we were surprised to find that we were the only ones left! When we had arrived earlier that day, the parking lot was crammed full of cars, and tourists were bustling about. It was kind of eerie because a thick fog had crept over and the deep silence only increased the feeling.
On the road yet again, we were now journeying on to Sawtell and our third and final couchsurfing hosts. Following our hosts’ directions, we exited the highway and meandered up a dirt road to the quaint farm house of Greg and Sue Elkins. We were immediately greeted with glasses of wine and a delicious dinner! Sue can really cook! She informed us that she always prepares a new dessert anytime she has guests over, and we were no exception to the rule. I don’t remember the name of the desert, but it was delectable.
We chatted for quite awhile and found that Sue and Greg were another set of very interesting and friendly couchsurfing hosts. By this point, Sarah and I were both forever convinced that couchsurfing is a wonderful thing! We just could not get over how accommodating and friendly these delightful people could be to some random strangers! I particularly enjoyed couchsurfing because of the very different types of people we met who all shared differing philosophies, careers, ages and lifestyles, but all shared the common belief in befriending others and accepting people with open arms regardless of who they might be, what they believe in, or where they come from. I just love it!
Anyway, getting back on track here…we all headed off for bed at a much earlier hour than we had become accustomed to with Brian and Leslie back in Port Mcquarie. Brian and Leslie were a couple of night owls, whereas Sue and Greg preferred to be early risers, hence early to go to bed.
As for our accommodations with Sue and Greg; they were impeccable. We would have our very own cottage-like room disconnected from the main house and out in the garden. Since it was dark and we were in the country, Greg suggested using “a torch” to find our way safely out there. Momentarily perplexed by the proposition, we soon realized that “torch” is Aussie-talk for “flashlight”.
Torch in hand, we easily found our way to our sanctuary in the garden. It was very charming and comfortable. We climbed into bed and talked about how nice everything had been, as we drifted into slumber once more.