Comfort Inn Marco Polo
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Travel Blogs from Taree
... to get some supplies before arriving at the campsite. We bought food for a BBQ but couldn't resist buying a mascot for the camper. We saw a Despicable Me minion we named Kevin and we welcomed him to the family. The next stop was our camp sight. As we pulled in everyone stared but we didn't realise until later why. The owner told us we wouldn't be able to fit in the usual campsite because we were too tall so we were directed to an area we would not take the trees down ...
... coach for last bit of journey to Taree and Karen/Kaz - have butterflies !!! OMG- there she was looks exactly same just sounds different ( with accent) . Drove through smoke from the bush fires that have been bad here but luckily no casualties. And on way to their home was absolutely incredible- had to stop because in middle of the road just sitting there was a KOALA. Just in the road. Had to ...
... of Taree - only a supermarket and a few small shops but its just nice to see a bit of 'civilisation'. I always treat myself to chocolate and eat it like I've been stuck in prison for five years! After shopping I always meet them at morning tea where I meet all their church buddies - I have gained a booming social life from it - been around for lunch at two of their friends houses! All the members of the church put on a lunch every now and then and everyone goes around! ...
... through there is amazing: full of sandbars, channels, loads of oyster racks and mangroves. The area oozes big dusky flathead and big bream. We had afternoon tea when we arrived and I threw bits of chocolate cake into the water near a pier and they got swamped by bream up to what looked to be 35-40cm. We wandered up the river a bit and saw a couple throwing chips into the water and these too were being smashed by a big school of ...
... as I drew nearer. I was the driver now, more in the role of my father which gave me pause to reflect on how different our lives are and to consider with gratitude what it meant for he and Mum to bring us on this trip each year.
I couldn't resist playing all our childhood trip games - the race to be the first to see and declare 'water, water, water, water!', being either the first or last officially into Laurieton (I had the back seat of the bus so I was ...