After New Year, we decided to rent a car to get off the beaten track and go where Greyhound doesn’t, South of Sydney, following the Grand Pacific Drive.
Driving on the left side took some time to get used to but we did have previous experience and the road is pretty nice overall, much less bumpy than in Canada.
First stop, Wollongong. We are clearly not in Queensland anymore, where the road is almost at sea-level: huge cliffs hemmed the road and it looked a little bit like Brittany, with the white lighthouse, the seagulls flying around and the big waves crashing into the rocks way below us.
We passed Kiama and had a little surprise there: dolphins swam right in front of us, jumping in and out of water. I had seen dolphins before from a boat, but usually you can only spot the fin. I had never seen that many before, and certainly not as close to the shore! A few kilometers later, we admire the seven-mile beach under a stormy sky.
Berry, a little town a bit further south, caught our eye and we decided to settle there for the night. We found a room in a pub, well, above a pub, in the classic Australian tradition. The irony was that we barely slept the night before in the Wollongong YHA because we had a room by the busy self-catering kitchen, but we had the best sleep ever in the pub even though they are usually quite noisy—go figure!