Mornington and the Twelve Apostles

Sunday, July 01, 2012

I’m not sure why we stopped in Mornington on the way to Melbourne … it may have had something to do with a passing comment I’d made about the colorful beach houses along the coast … well, we found ourselves there.

We had lunch at an Italian restaurant on a corner, entering town. The service was arrogant, but the food was delicious … the pizzas we ordered were fantastic, especially the truffle one I suggested.

Later that afternoon, we got lost trying to find the Twelve Apostles, driving along Great Ocean Road. It’s a beautiful, scenic highway (much like the Pacific Ocean Highway on the West Coast), but it’s not for the weak of stomach. Maybe our driver was a little careless, but it was a rocky ride.

I’d seen photographs of the Twelve Apostles (limestone stacks) when my college friend had spent a year abroad in Melbourne and posted her photos on Facebook. There are only eight left, due to erosion (2 centimeters a year). This was the one place that really stuck out to me, so I’d “requested” a visit to the place. No matter the drive, the distance or time, it was SO WORTH IT.

I think the Twelve Apostles is the most beautiful place I’ve ever seen in my life. I’m not going to say much more, just check out the photos … it was a blessing in disguise to have gotten lost, because we got there as the sun was beginning to set. Just beautiful.

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