Out & About: Broadbeach

Endless beach, soft silky sand, warm ocean water and sun. Finally it feels like… Summer. Before we left the big smoke, I was a little worried that we might get too bored to stay in Broadbeach for a week even though it was decided to be a “dot nothing, just chill” holiday. But 4 days on, cosmopolitan Broadbeach has exceeded our expectation in so many ways that it becomes more and more tempting to buy an apartment here overlooking the ocean and stay permanently or at least come over every once in a while.On the way from airport to the resort, I asked the driver if there’s any nice local restaurant she could recommend. She listed a few then ended firlmly: “ You won’t go starving people”. She was right. There are restaurants next to restaurants. Italian, Thai, yum cha, loads of Japanese, 10 minutes walking around in the heart of Broadbeach, we had the 7 days menu planned, different dinning experiences every day.

Live bands playing for you while dining. All the possible modern amenities within walking distance. Lots, lots and lost of shops. Great coffee. Friendly, helpful people. The lady in bright yellow top, hot pink skirt and bright yellow feather in her blond hair. That amazing expression on the little boy’s face on the beach holding a Pipi half size of his palm… Those are the things about Broadbeach that make me say Oooh…. And of course, the wild, long beach. “I want to spend 4 hours on the beach every day, no computer, no mobile, no charts, no emails!!” I declared as soon as I stepped on the beach the first day. “But,” J protested quietly, “ I will be deep fried, or at lease well done:(.” So we settled on 2 hours in the morning and 2 hours in the late afternoon when the sun is less strong. But really, the beauty about the ocean is that, you don’t have to be in it to enjoy it, it simply makes you feel good to look at it or be around it.

4 days no rain & being able to look at the sunning ocean whenever I wish, I feel a little spoiled, happy and even proud as I’ve been getting up before 8am every morning (very early for me, not a morning person). The sparkling pool is waiting for me every morning, there’s no time to be wasted before heading back to rainy Sydney.

That’s right, a fabulous  holiday doesn’t have to involve bungee jumping or 24 hours flight to Europe.

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