Twelve Apostles

Dinner turned into a spontaneous surprise at an Asian restaurant. While Timo was driving, I casually said, “Oh, look — an Asian restaurant,” which was immediately followed by him asking, “Wanna go?” Then came my “Yes,” a sharp curve, and shortly after, a very yummy seafood bowl.

I had also been looking forward to a cocktail, but was informed by the staff that the person with a valid RSA (Responsible Service of Alcohol) certificate wasn’t present — so no alcohol could be served. 😄

(Perhaps I should have mentioned that I am RSA-licensed… 😄)

Our last stop for the day was probably the most popular destination in the area — the Twelve Apostles.

No, we can’t actually say where the number twelve comes from. We certainly didn’t count that many. Apparently, significant collapses occurred in 2005 and 2009 — and I’ve since learned that there were never twelve stacks to begin with. At most, there were nine.

Regardless of numbers, the Twelve Apostles were a beautiful sight. And — entirely unplanned — seeing them at sunset was a lovely bonus.Read more