Topdeck: European Adventure, London.

Tuesday 13 February 2018
Deciding to go travelling alone for the first time was not a particularly easy decision. I was half way through university, fresh out of a break up and feeling a little lost. I think my mum was the first one to suggest it, and initially I laughed off the idea.
"Me? Travel on my own? I've barely got the life skills to bake a lasagne." I scoffed. 

But the seed had been planted.
After a few weeks of umming and ahing, I settled on a Topdeck/Contiki tour as they are the perfect balance to travelling alone, without being completely alone. I hadn't heard much about Contiki or Topdeck by this point and found the concept of travelling on a bus with the same people for an elongated amount of time pretty daunting, if not a little exciting.  I knew I wanted to keep the trip relatively cheap so I didn't become bankrupt before I'd even graduated university and I wanted to sail the Greek Islands. Other than that I wasn't too fussy so I did a little digging through the website, looking at each trip, the length and each and every stop. After that deliberation period, I settled on Topdeck's European adventure. 
European Adventure is a 34 days long camping trip, you visit 15 countries including but not limited to France, Switzerland, Germany, Spain, Italy, Albania, Montenegro and many more. I can only spot one change that has been made since my trip, instead of stopping in Vienna, Austria the trip now stops in Krakow, Poland. 

Cheap? Yep, as it's a camping tour, it meant I had more money left over to fund my adventures in each city. 

Sailing Greek Islands? Four whole days worth.  

Photo credit: Topdeck 

Just like that, my trip was booked. 

During the next month I spent my time trawling through Topdeck forums, hunting for anyone who might be on my trip and helplessly googling 'what to pack on solo Europe camping trip?' day after day. While I did find a few other people I was due to be travelling with, I didn't find too many helpful articles. So, I'm going to write my own 'how to survive a Topdeck/Contiki manual', including what I found most useful to pack, little tips and tricks I've picked up on my multiple trips and how to make the most out of your time. 

When that's up I'll be sure to let you know on my Insta, and Facebook

I've decided that I just have far too much to say about each place to cut my review down to one post, so I'm going to allocate a post to every one or two stops. Each post will feature my favourite things to do and recommendations for each city, plus which of Topdecks added extras I'd recommend for each stop. 

I can only apologise for the pictures I'll include in these posts, I didn't take all that many myself due to breaking all my technology. (No really... I broke my phone, my camera, my kindle and my iPod...) So most of the photos are borrowed from friends and some of them were taken while we were a little (a lot) worse for wear (drunk). Plus, I went on this trip before Instagram became the mighty force it is now, which means no 'candid' shots in front of picturesque buildings and stunning sunsets I'm afraid.

Me ready to go but looking rather unimpressed.

DAY 0/34 
Day in Numbers:
Kms Travelled: 341
Selfies Taken: 0 
Nerves Felt: 2939204
Friends Made: 2
Jugs of Pimms Consumed: 2

My trip began at the train station in my tiny village, loaded up with my backpack, rucksack and a whole bundle of nerves. This was the first time I'd done any solo travel, and I remember thinking that I'd made a mistake in booking the trip. 

My nerves changed to frustration when I learnt quite how challenging a train ride is with a backpack the size of a small country. I spent the entire three hour train journey smushed into the sticky seat, one eye on the my backpack on the shelf by the doors, the other watching the hills of Yorkshire gradually fade into the high rise buildings of London. Once I arrived, I headed straight to Clink 78, the hostel I was due to begin my tour at the following morning, to drop off my backpack. Admittedly not all that promising that I was already fed up with my backpack and I hadn't even started my trip yet... this 'backpacker' thing was looking harder than anticipated. 

As I mentioned previously, I spent the month searching through endless Topdeck Forums searching for anyone else who might be on my trip. I was lucky enough to find two girls from Perth in Western Australia that would be on the trip too, little did I know at the time, that just over a year later I'd move across the world to live with them. 

Jess, Imi and I, two years later!

We arranged to meet at Kings Cross at 2pm, and I was so nervous that even though I had spotted Jess and Imi across the station, I pretended I hadn't. Instead I messaged the classic, 'I'm here, where abouts are you?' text and continued looking round with my very best 'searching through a crowd' look on my face. Once they spotted me and came over, my nerves began to settle. I'd hit the jackpot and found to girls I could completely relate to and that managed to match my weirdness, which is no mean feat. 

We head off in search of a pub to sit down and get to know each other in. We opted for a quintessentially British pub named after one of the royals (can't for the life of me remember which Royal, though) and settled down with jugs of Pimms and a whole lot of questions to ask each other.

Our afternoon melted away into choruses of 'me too's and 'I agree's. As it got a little later we decided it would be wise to head back to our hostel and have a look around the bar on the lower floor in search of any other potential trip passengers. While we didn't find anyone else on our trip, we did find the drinks menu and some rather cheap, sordid sounding shots.

While Clink 78 is a fabulous hostel: it is cheap, clean and filled with likeminded travellers, the bar and lounge area was heaving with loud strangers, making it difficult for us to continue our conversations, so we decided to call it a night. 

Back in my hostel room, I nestled into my bed, which was what can only be described as a human-sized cubby hole, for the night and attempted to settle the excitement/nerves cocktail in my stomach long enough to drift off to sleep.
DAY 1/34

Day in Numbers:
Kms Travelled: 495
Friends Made: 34

Having spent all night worried I was going to wake up the others in my dorm with my snoring, I wasn't sure whether I was relieved or disappointed to hear the familiar chimes of my alarm. 
An interesting fact about me is that I could sleep through any natural disaster you throw at me, a fire alarm doesn't even register on my radar when I'm fast asleep. I'd slept through my alarm for a grand total of fifteen minutes meaning not only did I hear the alarm upon waking, I heard three very unhappy dorm mates...

Once I'd shut off my alarm, said my apologies and repacked my case, it was time to head down to reception to meet the rest of the group and fill in the necessary forms. With admin complete it was time to hop on the coach and head to our destination.

Excited chatter and inquisitive conversation soon replaced the nervous silence that originally swamped the coach. 

Our team leader led us through introductory games. (You never realise quite how boring you are until you have to come up with five interesting facts about yourself...)

To quickly break it down for anyone who hasn't been on a Topdeck/Contiki trip, a trip song is allocated to you at the beginning of most trips. For us, the song signified the fact that we were nearly at our destination, a petrol station or somewhere we could stop to use the toilet.

Our trip song was 'Waves - Mr.Probz,' the slow version. To this day, four years later, I still cannot hear that song without immediately needing to go to the toilet. 

We first heard our song as we pulled into Dover Ferry Port. It was time to check in and catch our ferry over to Paris...
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A Whirlwind Trip: Broome, Western Australia.

Friday 9 February 2018

Cable Beach.
Visiting Broome, is like being granted passage into a beautiful painting. From the moment the wheels of the plane touched down on that red dusty runway, to the moment they lifted off it, we were immersed in stunning colour. 

June 2016, my good friend Jess (@jfussphotography) and I ventured up to Northern WA. We spent a couple of days in Broome as a belated birthday celebration for Jess' 21st. Our aim for the trip was to spend some time in the sun, as June is slap bang in the middle of Australia's winter. 

I also took my new GoPro Hero Session up with us, in hope of a bit of holiday footage. I made a short video of our trip, which you can find on my personal Instagram, here, if you're interested. 

All in all, we just hoped for a chilled out trip on some nice beaches, some good food and a break from the city. 

Our apartment was perfect. Quaint, comfy and the perfect distance away from the local brewery (right next door). We were right by the pool, we had a view of the sea and we were surrounded by palm trees. My favourite part about the Moonlight Bay Suites has to be the book shelf in reception. You can take your old books in, and swap them out for any books on the shelf. I couldn't tell you how many books we read on that trip, I lost count after the third crime novel. 

We spent our evenings on the beach, watching as the sun set behind the camels, expecting a sizzle as it hit the milky water. We took photos, drank jugs worth of mango beer, read multiple books each and caught up on everything that had been happening since we'd last had a chance to chat. Photos in front of bougainvilleas, suspiciously deserted mangroves and packed beaches. Picnics of chips, dip and soup.

As you can see, we (read: Jess) came away with some pretty stunning pictures, and a relaxed mindset.

Ready to take on the hustle and bustle of the city again.

Cable Beach - photo by @jfussphotography

Cable Beach - photo by @jfussphotography 
Cable Beach at sunset - photo by @jfussphotography

Broome Recommendations 

If you are planning a trip to Broome:

1. I recommend you stay at The Moonlight Bay Suites, purely for its proximity to both the ocean and to Matso's pub. Plus, the staff are lovely and extremely helpful. 
2. Experience breakfast, lunch, dinner and drinks at Matso's Brewery. Their menu is extensive and impressive, plus if you haven't already tried their mango beer, you haven't lived. 
3. Cable beach, impressive during the day and even more impressive at night. Watching the nightly traffic of camels cross the sand in front of the setting sun is not a sight I'll forget in a hurry. 
4. After a long day or sunbathing at Cable beach, or pre-camel ride... head to Zanders' for a cocktail or two and the biggest portion of chips I've ever witnessed. 
5. Broome's Courthouse Markets are worth a visit if you manage to avoid spending all your money on beer. 

All in all, it really was a lovely trip and a welcome breath of fresh air. Whilst I was in Broome, I found a lot of inspiration to take photos, read and write. I think its important to have soul-cleansing trips like this every once in a while. Both for the clarity... and the mango beer. 
I hope to return to Broome in the next year or so, Matso's Brewery is calling my name and I'd really like to ride one of those Cable Beach camels. 
Next time...

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Snorkelling with Manta Rays, Coral Bay, WA.

Monday 22 January 2018
Tour in Numbers
Dolphins: 3
Turtles: approx. 20
Sharks: 6 (four reef, one tiger and one nurse)
Squid: 1
Manta Rays: 1
Fish: too many to count

As a young child I was allergic to chlorine. In England, we don't really tend to go in the sea because... well, because we'd likely catch hypothermia, This means chlorinated pools were our only option for our dose of swimming. Eventually I grew out of my allergy and was quite the water child. I was part of the diving squad and I'd practically skip to school when I knew I had a swimming lesson that day. 

Somewhere along the line, I began to lose my passion for swimming, and water. And while I'd still spend my entire holiday in the pool, making friends and having underwater handstand competitions, I'd developed a mild fear about water. Mostly deep water in the ocean. On a family holiday in Turkey, a friend I had made jokily pushed me off a jetty into the sea. I found it terrifying because once in the water, as I'm unable to open my eyes in salt water, I can't see how far I have to swim back up to the surface. 

As I grew older, the fear grew with me. I'd refuse to swim in the sea any deeper than hip height and snorkelling was absolutely out of the question. 

Living in England, this didn't really make much of a difference to my life, we never even went to the beach, never mind swam in the sea. I did swam a few times in the gyms pool after working, then decided I didn't like it. So that was that. 

I made some progress with my fear when I travelled Europe with Topdeck, my friends managed to coax me to climb off of the sail boat and into the crystal clear Grecian water. Towards the end of the trip I even managed to jump off of a jetty. 

Fast-forward two years, in 2015 I travelled across the world from my small English town, to Perth in Western Australia. I loved Perth so much that two weeks turned into a month, which turned into three months... lo and behold, 2018, I'm still here. 

Hiding from water and avoiding the ocean isn't quite an option, living here. Perth is renowned for having beautiful beaches with crystal clear water and powdered white sand. 

Two months after arriving I went on an incredible road trip, we drove thirteen hours up the Western Australian coast. Perth has beautiful beaches but Exmouth is out of this world. I was eased into the water once more and handed a snorkel, and what I saw blew me away. A whole new world I had been completely oblivious to, coral the size of a car that must have been thousands of years old, hundreds of different species of fish and water as clear as glass. While that snorkelling excursion didn't rid me of my fear, it did open my eyes to what I'd been missing out on. 

Three months later I snorkelled the Great Barrier Reef. This was an absolutely phenomenal experience in itself. However, the best was still yet to come. 

On January 2nd 2018, I made the journey back up to Exmouth a mere month after my last visit, though this time it took considerably less time as I flew. As we only had four days to show my mum and aunt round our favourite spots, we planned a jam-packed itinerary and decided to take them out on the water. We decided to choose a Coral Bay tour and made it our main aim to swim with manta rays, as Michael and I had swam with turtles and sharks the month before and hoped to add manta rays to our repertoire. 

Our last minute decision to book on that tour was the best decision we could have made. We booked onto the Marine Life tour with Coral Bay EcoTours. Our crew members Ruby, Lily, Daniel and our skipper Matty were absolute super stars. Each one of them was so knowledgable, caring and all round a great help at easing any nerves we may have had. 

We met the team at their store front in People's Park, Coral Bay. Having already paid, all we had to do was fill in a questionnaire about our medical history and other such important details, get sized up with flippers and hop onto their minibus that would take us straight to their boat at the harbour. 

Before climbing on the boat we all placed our shoes into a basket then the team helped us down the ladder and onto the boat. Kurni-ku has a large upper deck viewing area which means we had an excellent view of any turtles, sharks and dolphins that happened to swim by, plus we got to work on our tans. 

Once on board, we were offered a wetsuit and given a safety brief and given a little information about the boat, the reef and what the team get up to day to day. Our plan for the day was to have a total of three snorkelling stops. Stop one was compulsory and was to help everybody on board get used to the water, to iron out any possible kinks with our gear out before we swam with the mantas. Anyone on the boat who wasn't 100% comfortable within the water was offered a pool noodle for support.

Each time I've snorkelled before now, my friends have been swimming around like fish, diving down for a closer look at all the gorgeous marine life. I can't say I haven't tried to dive down, but I've always found it difficult to get further than approximately 30cm from the surface. So I decided to take our first stop as an opportunity to get a lesson in duck diving, in hope of getting a closer look at some of the marine life we'd see that day and fingers crossed get a cool picture or two. 

Ruby and Lily were excellent and gave me some tips, mainly, just bend at the hips and swim down. Don't overthink it. As far as equalising, which means to equalise the pressure within your years and the underwater environment, it depends how far you go and also different for each individual. Lily suggested she finds it easier to equalise before diving, and regularly on the way down.  I found it easiest to equalise by holding my nose while trying to blow hard through it. Like we do on a plane when our ears 'pop.' There are easier ways to equalise, without holding your nose, but for the life of me I can't work out how to do it. 

Photo credit: Daniel Thomas Images

During this first stop we were lucky enough to see a giant blue clam, an absolutely huge puffer fish, the tail end of a grey nurse shark (which I didn't quite manage to spot), a variety of beautiful fish and a sea cucumber. 

On the way to the second stop, while we were waiting for the spotter plane to get up in the air to look for our manta rays, we sailed through a turtle sanctuary. While we weren't able to get out and swim here, we had such a great time keeping an eye out for the turtles from the upper deck. With the water being so clear we could see them popping up for air all around us, then heading back down below. We were lucky enough to spot a couple of dolphins playing in the waves too. 

Daniel, the boats amazing onboard photographer who is responsible for 90% of the amazing pictures in this post, informed us that turtles spend as little time as possible at the surface. This is down to the fact that this is where the turtles are more vulnerable to attack from predators, considering they have a soft underbelly compared to their hard shell exterior on top. 

While a boat near us had found a manta and begun their swim, we waited for 11am for the spotter plane to find us our own. Once up in the air there was no sight of another manta, so we shared the one manta between our two boats, in alternating groups. There is a limit on how many people are allowed to swim with a manta at once, down to passengers viewing pleasure and of course the wellbeing of the marine life. We were lucky to be a relatively small group so we were all able to swim at once.

The crew got us to flipper up, get our snorkels on and pack as closely together at the very back of the boat as we could so we were ready to be dropped off with the snorkel and begin our swim at a moment notice. By this point, excitement and nerves were reaching an all time high. We were told not to swim in front of the manta and also to not dive down too close to it so everyone had a chance to see it, just in case it became startled. Everyone was stood at the back of the boat, chattering excitedly and holding on as Matty slowly backed us towards where the manta was swimming. When Matty gave the okay, we were all advised to get in the water as quickly as possible and follow Daniel, Lily and Ruby. 

On entering the water, we were told to look down and prepare for the manta to swim under us. 

Photo credit: Daniel Thomas Images
Honestly, nothing can prepare you for that moment. Before getting into the water, I had thought it might be scary to see something quite so big swimming towards me. However, that couldn't have been further from the truth. Manta rays are such graceful creatures, they glide through the water in an elegant almost bird-like manner. Manta rays are often referred to as the oceans peaceful giants, which could not be more apt. Unlike sting rays, a mantas tail is harmless. Daniel mentioned that our manta's tail had likely been eaten by a hammerhead shark. 

We all swam along behind the manta for a little while, before Daniel offered to take some pictures of us swimming above the manta. By this point we were allowed to dive down a little, but were told to be mindful of the mantas personal space.

Daniel managed to snap this amazing picture of Michael diving down to get some close up footage on his GoPro. 

Photo credit: Daniel Thomas Images
We rotated turns with the other boat and swam with the manta ray a total of four times, before moving onto our next and final spot where we were lucky enough to swim with some reef sharks, a turtle and a shoal of blue green chromis.

When getting onto the boat, everyone expressed discomfort at the idea of swimming with sharks. As a society we're so conditioned to fear sharks, from the movies we watch, to the news channels we follow. Sharks get a pretty bad rep, especially here in WA where we have a lot of coverage on shark attacks. Matty was keen to explain to us that reef sharks especially are extremely shy, they have very little interest in us. We witnessed this first hand during the next snorkel.

Ashos Gap hosts a busy reef shark cleaning station. Reef sharks and turtles come swim over the large cabbage shaped coral, or 'bommie,' and some smaller cleaning fish swim into their mouth and up to their gills to clean away the parasites.

It's such an incredible sight to watch creatures we are so conditioned to fear, peacefully swimming around 8m below us, with zero interest in what we are doing. Another incredible sight is the sheer size of the bommie coral, it is staggering to think about quite how long that coral must have been growing for.

The below photo of the sharks was not taken during our trip, it is one of the on-board photographer, Daniel's best photographs from his season. It is almost exactly how it looked to us on the day, we were just looking at the scene from above!  

Photo credit: Daniel Thomas Images

Photo credit: Daniel Thomas Images

Once we'd all seen the sharks, we swam back through Asho's gap in order to head back to the boat. After passing through a shallow channel between the coral we were greeted by a shoal of blue green chromis swimming peacefully around. Blue green chromis are an iridescent green and blue fish, that reflect the suns rays like nothing I have seen before. Though you cannot see in the photos quite how many chromis there were, it was truly like swimming through a galaxy of stars. 

Photo credit: Daniel Thomas Images

Lunch on the boat consisted of some delicious chicken rolls with a selection of fruit, vegetables and salad. While we picked the crews brains on their experiences and knowledge of the reef we spotted a tiger shark swimming peacefully past the boat. I also learned that it is easiest to see what is under the water when wearing sunglasses with high quality UV protection, the more you know! 

I have come away from the excursion with a new found love for the sea, a newfound understanding and respect for sharks and a burning desire to head back up and do some more underwater exploring.

To the team at Coral Bay EcoTours, thank you for a magical day. We'll definitely be back! 

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A Relaxing Weekend: Yallingup, Western Australia.

Tuesday 9 January 2018
Weekend in Numbers
Kms Driven: 518
Dips in Plunge Pool: 3
Sunsets watched: 2
Bottles of wine consumed: 3
Kangaroos spotted: 2
Beaches visited: 3
Plugger blowouts: 1
Photos taken: 92539

I have always loved exploring. 

From reading about faraway places and mystic lands as a little girl to avidly following travel bloggers on Instagram and booking as many trips as my purse will allow as an adult. I never truly grew out of the blazing wanderlust. 

What started off as a lunch time 'jungle excursion' around my back garden and yearly holidays with my family, became a solo venture around Europe and the USA, a one-way ticket to Western Australia and a hell of a lot of shorter trips in-between. 

I'm not done exploring the world yet, I don't even believe it is possible to ever be truly 'done' exploring the world. However, University means that right now I can't stray far from my new home in Perth for extended periods of time. Right now I'm settling for exploring my way around Western Australia. If you can even call it 'settling.'

Western Australia is incredibly beautiful. From the greenery of the hills surrounding Perth, to the never ending white sand of the coastline. Not to mention the unbelievable sunsets, all within a short car journey's distance from my house. I still have so much left that I haven't seen, and I intend to travel every square inch of my new found home state (all 2,646 million km² of it).  

This time last year, Michael and I both wanted to get out of the city for a little while and just explore somewhere new. As it was his birthday weekend, we decided to splurge on two nights in the gorgeous Chandeliers on Abbey just outside of Yallingup, around a three hours drive from us. We stayed in the plunge retreat, and though admittedly at $450 a night is a little steep... boy was it worth it. 

Our room came equipped with an idyllic balcony, private plunge pool which is heated to 30°c all year round and a spa bath large enough to bathe an army.

We set off from Perth just after lunch time on Friday and arrived at the chalet in the late afternoon, quickly dropping our bags before rushing to explore the area before resigning to the heated plunge pool for the evening with a bottle of wine.

Saturday morning I awoke to the sun beaming in through the balcony doors at the end of our bed. I decided to let Michael have a birthday lie in and went to sit on the balcony for a little while to just appreciate the sheer beauty of where we were staying. I sat and watched as the morning sun lit up every inch of the garden before me. Previous guests had noted they were lucky enough to see some kangaroos basking in the golden sun at dawn, but for me the only company I had was a soundly sleeping Michael and a family of kookaburras in the neighbouring tree.

To this day, I'm fascinated by Australian wildlife. I truly believed that kangaroos were mythical creatures until an embarrassing age, and I still can't shake my excitement upon seeing them.

After a sufficient lie in, I decided it was high time I woke up the birthday boy with a caramel coffee from the coffee machine. We consider coffee machines an absolute luxury since we moved into our own house and away from Michael's parents fancy coffee machine. He opened a few presents from the comfort of our bed before we went out onto the balcony together to watch the sun blazing through the trees as we polished off the last of our coffee. Followed by a swim in the plunge pool, not a bad way to start his birthday.

Once we'd found the energy to drag ourselves out of the pool and pack our bags for the day we set off on a hunt for the perfect birthday breakfast. We both opted for eggs benedict and yet another coffee to fuel us for the long day of exploring.

Firstly we thought it would be nice to spend a couple of hours in the morning sun on Yallingup beach to let our breakfast settle. It seems we were not the only people to think of this idea as the beach was truly packed, there wasn't a parking spot in sight. It was only then that we realised that it was Australia Day weekend, meaning that a lot of people would have come down to Yallingup to take advantage of the long weekend.

Instead, we decided to take a drive down to Canal Rocks which is an incredible formation where the water has eroded the rock down to create passages between the rocks, or 'canals.' There is a wooden walkway across several of the rocks that allows you to see the canals from above. Unbeknownst to me, thrill seekers love jumping off of the bridge and into the water. I received the fright of my life when someone leapt off the bridge next to me down to the water below.

There is something uniquely captivating about Canal rocks. I never tire of watching as a dense turquoise wave launches itself into the granite rock,  softening on impact to a milky white, as it seeps its way through the canals ahead, leaving fluffy jet trails in its wake.

After the serenity of  Canal Rocks we were hoping to go down to Wyadup Rocks and relax in the natural spa down there but it was absolutely flooded with people. Instead we decided to hop back into the car and continue to adventure along the coastline, in hunt of our own private little slice of heaven.

We were lucky enough to find this gorgeous spot not far from Wyadup rocks. The whole beach was deserted, meaning we had it to ourselves. Although the waves were far too rough to even contemplate swimming (I'm talking fifteen feet high), we found a section of the beach which had its own rock pool and so we spent the day blissfully floating in the calm water listening to the raucous waves mere metres away.

By the end of the day it was obvious we hadn't applied enough sunscreen as the pair of us were sporting a colour that would give Mr Krabs a run for his millionth dollar.

Having returned to the chalet for a cold shower and healthy dose of aloe vera, we realised that we had nearly missed a really beautiful sunset and leapt into action. We raced (within the speedlimit, don't worry mum) to catch the very last of the beautiful colours over Yallingup beach. We stayed at our lookout until there was no trace of pink, orange or red to be seen and the colours had darkened to a deep blue-grey before we retreated to the chalet for our final night of relaxation.

All in all, our weekend was the perfect mix of relaxing in the plunge pool and exploring the surrounding area of Yallingup/Dunsborough. I cannot recommend Chandeliers on Abbey enough for anyone considering a weekend break in WA, as well as it being in the perfect central spot, they have three seperate chalets with the plunge being the most expensive. Though truly worth every penny. 

Yallingup Recommendations 

1. Chandeliers on Abbey. We stayed in the Plunge Retreat but the Forest Retreat and Spa Retreat both look just as beautiful. 
2. Canal Rocks. This place is my absolute happy place. 
3. Oh Delhi Indian Restaurant in Dunsborough, for the best curry I've had to date. 
4. Wyadup Rocks, head down the hill but keep walking along until you find your own private space.
5. Follow Caves Road down to Yallingup Beach road and just take it in as the bay opens up in front of your eyes.  

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