Bateman's Bay to Woollongong {Road Trip Day 3}

After saying goodbye to my family in Bateman's Bay, we continued north. We drove through a few small country towns before stopping in the cutest little town ever...

Berry

I bought a smoothy at this sweet cafe, because I wanted to support the three little sponsor children. How can you not love a store that uses it's profits to support the underprivileged?

A shop with swiss clocks and grandfather clocks and all sorts of things swiss and outdoor cafes and homeware stores and gift shops and so much cuteness! I could have spent all day here, if it wasn't so hot!

From here we headed inland to Kangaroo Valley, and saw the very cool bridge built by convicts. It is possible my ancestors worked on this bridge, decades and centuries before I was born.

This was some of the most beautiful road I had ever seen. Like a long windy shady country lane, it had the feeling of leading home.

It was hot. Very very hot. The tarmac was melted in some areas.

It was so very worth it. Fitzroy Falls were spectacular. The cliffs were spectacular. The whole landscape was spectacular.

The beauty of the Australian landscape makes my heart go pitter patter. Honestly it does, I love it so much. It's so vast, so rugged, yet so refined and beautiful.

So beautiful it makes me sad. I can't enjoy it enough. I can't take enough photos. There is no way to share its rugged beauty with everyone. The SLR just can't do it justice.

What is it? The longing to hold on to. To not let go. For perfection. To be, fully and completely, able to fully enjoy this wondrous creation.

This sadness, I realise, is not so much longing for Australia and wilderness and country and mountains and trees and waterfalls.

It is the longing for a place much greater. A place that won't need photos to capture and hold and remember the beauty. A place in which we shall be, eternally, to fully enjoy. A land that isn't lit with glaring sunlight and burnt by suns rays, but the Lamb is the Light thereof, and it is His beauty that we shall gaze on.

I'm homesick for that Country that is perfection.

Turning back towards the coast, we passed through Lake District, England. Without even leaving Australia. Oh, it's beautiful, beautiful, beautiful. 

Our GPS decided it didn't want to work, so Sarah graciously met us and ferried us back to her home. We enjoyed a wonderful family meal of Aussie-Mexican and then joined together for a game of Bible Trivia. It was a great night.

Would it be prideful to admit that Bea & I won? :)