The rain stopped as we drove into Coromandel Town, almost at the top of the Peninsular.
Looking for somewhere to stay for the night we found this real gem, the Celadon Motel. It is when you stumble across these places that it makes travel so memorable. Up a steep drive, nestled into the surrounding bush we saw and loved this two story wooden chalet. With a view of the ocean through the leaves of the grapevine it was perfect.
We walked the 10 minutes down town to the short, picturesque main street. It was daylight saving and would be light till almost 8-00pm. Looking for dinner we chose the local fish and chip take away, fresh caught Gurnard that morning and while we waited for it to be cooked we bought a jar of the local muscels in a garlic marinade. Then went across to the local park to sit at a BBQ bench and savour it all.
We wandered back to the chalet in the balmy evening, then sat on the deck with a glass of wine and watched the sun set over the ocean.
This day fed my addiction with travel….