Yesterday sister and I hit the beach as planned... We were the only ones there who even dared to get into the water! The Indian Ocean in their winter time is warmer than the Pacific any given day of the year. When we arrived we weren't sure if we would even go in, but the cool crystal clear water was too irresistible to deny and I had already promised myself that I would swim in the Indian no matter what. It was only about 70 degrees outside but there wasn't a cloud in the sky to threaten us! I absolutely loved just sitting in the shallow salt water as the waves marched forward attempting to take me with them. Sister and I weren't content to just lazy away on the beach so we pursued the tempting endeavor of collecting seashells. Mind you the task becomes addicting rather quickly and we managed to gather quite a handful of the beautiful treasures. It took us about half an hour from the time we said we would leave until we actually made it to the car- we walked the whole way hunched over the sand in fear of accidentally overlooking and missing a intricately designed shell. In the evening we headed to Fremantle to take a stroll in the city and walk the foreshore. We rode a Ferris wheel parked amongst the streets, had dinner, got Dome coffee to go and wandered aimlessly about the town. Before we left we made a stop at the beach and walked down the jetty. The sun had set at about 6 and it this point it was about 9 so besides the dark sky and moon the ships and factories in the distance were the only source of light. We gazed at constellations and listened to the waves hit the shore as we watched the ships on the far horizon. Yesterday was an awesome day.
