A whirlwind trip to Port Stephens.

Last weekend my little sister came up to Sydney to visit for a few days. The trip coincided with her birthday so I had planned a fun filled and adventure packed weekend with her best friend and my best friend who happen to be sisters too! Well that was the plan anyway, the night before she was due to arrive we decided to ditch the city plans and book a cabin in Nelson Bay, Port Stephens but not tell either of the little sisters. So the next morning rolled around, we picked Claudia up from the airport {In typical us style, a chaffered lift for claudi courtesy of the abandoned wheelchair we found on the footpath, you needn't worry for its original owner not being able to make it to the terminal, after a few crashes into gutters it was returned to its original location} We then sung her happy birthday in the car with a match in a doughnut as the impromptu birthday cake and  off we went. I had made up an elaborate story about going to a farmers market twenty minutes away and they didn't even blink an eye, an hour later they started with the 'are we there yet' serenade so I convinced them all that we were not only going to visit a farmers market but we were also meeting my future husband there, whom I had met on tinder two weeks earlier. Now I should add that I have never been on tinder; nor do I ever intend on going on but the looks on their faces and the constant questions got them to forget that we were in the middle of nowhere and had no clue where we were going to end up.  By the time we had been driving for over two and a half hours they had run out of questions and had given up on trying to work out where we were going. So we sang at the tops of our voices, checked out every single hot tradie that drove past and enjoyed the scenery. 

By the time we finally arrived in Port Stephens it was pretty grey and gloomy, but that didn't deter us! We checked out a few beaches...and the hot surfers that came along with said beaches {Do you see a pattern forming here!}  the sand was the softest that I had ever felt in my life and the waters were crystal blue! 

The best part of the trip would have to have been the early sunday morning camel ride! Although I opted out of taking a ride, it was still an experience and I think it was far funnier watching from a distance. The girls screamed and squawked when the camels rose to their feet, the owner told us that he had never heard someone make so much noise! 

The rest of the morning we spent wandering though the local markets, eating fish and chips on the beach and stealing picking frangipanis to decorate the dash board! On the drive home we decided to make a pit stop in Newcastle. Somewhere that I hadn't been before but will definitely be back! The sun was shining and the beach was gorgeous; the perfect end to a trip away! 

p.s Sorry for so many photos! I tried to only pick the best ones but I went kinda tourist-crazy and took far to many!