I'm very traditional when it comes to Christmas, or well I would like to believe I am. I love the idea of the quintessential White Christmas and the over the top meal and decorations. This year having decided to spend it in Australia, we decided to leave Melbourne for Perth (or City of Sin as my friend Jarrod refers to it) and spend a week exploring what this city has to offer.
We hopped on our Jetstar flight on Tuesday afternoon to find what can only be described as the worst flying conditions ever known to man. At five foot six I ain't exactly large however even I was starting to feel extreme claustrophobia with my knees rubbing off the back of the chair in front of me. Three and a bit hours later and we arrived, greeted by Jarrod and his mum, Dianne. Jarrod had enlisted his mum to help with a quick tour of the city, driving us up to Kings Park for the most amazing views of the city skyline. We then drove through Parliament towards Sorrento Beach, which is where we were staying for the first few days. Mile after mile of clean sandy beach passed us by and the water was so clean compared to the murky colours of Port Melbourne. After checking in we all decided to freshen up, before heading to Jarrod's family home for a barbecue. We munched on steak, sausages, homemade potato salad before finishing with the quintessential Aussie dessert; the Pavlova.
Waking up on Christmas Day, after breakfast we decided to go for a wander to the nearby Hillary's entertainment complex to check out what was on offer. Although it was mostly closed, we were able to grab a coffee in one of the few cafes open. The complex had everything one really needs from restaurants, bars, to small boutiques selling surf clothing and equipment. Afterwards, I walked along the beach eager to clear the cobwebs from the night prior. The beaches packed full of people cooking breakfast for their family and friends. Being in Perth for Christmas has been a eye opener in how others celebrate Christmas in a hot climate and although it was fun to watch, you really can't beat the cold, white Christmas of Ireland.
We spent Christmas Day again with Jarrod and his family. We ate turkey, stuffed pork, potato gratin, various salads and finished off with Jarrod's mums blueberry and white chocolate cheesecake and his sister Erin's, coconut and lime cupcakes. A state of food coma ensued and after a quick nap we then headed to Jarrod's relatives for a family get together.
It was a night filled with laughter, banter, more food and lots of Christmas fun. What more could you want.