Out with the old!

So, it’s New Year’s Eve, time to see out the old and usher in the best year of my life to date! This morning we drove to Bandy Creek harbour and on to the beach, from there it’s possible to drive to cape Le grand, my favourite place, about 28 kms on the beach, amazing, we didn’t see another car and stopped half way for a photo shoot, the water was pretty cold but crystal clear and very blue, the sky was the most amazing colour and we took some great pictures. On arriving at cape Le grand beach we stopped to pump the tyres back up to pressure, I had my bikini on with just some very brief shorts and a vest top, it felt amazing to be out in public like that! We drove from there to lucky bay where the coffee van is parked, it was busy but I wasn’t going to change, just got out, walked over to the van and we ordered our coffee, the lady taking the orders, ironically named Robyn! Said “good morning ladies, what can I get for you”, it was such a small thing but it meant so much! We drove a little way down the beach, drank our coffee and went back to town.
We had decided to go back into town for further supplies and I decided to go as Steph,first time out in daylight fully as a woman! All went well, we did our shopping then went for a look in Rockmans,quite a nice shop and saw a 3 nice tops which I picked out and enquired if I could try them on, the assistant obliged and directed me to the changing rooms, now this is totally foreign territory for me and I felt it went really well, Denise thought the assistant was a little odd with me but I didn’t pick it at all and thoroughly enjoyed the whole experience and bought 2 out of the 3 tops to add to my collection. We traveled back to the house and chilled for a while before doing dinner and settling down to wait for 2017 to arrive, this it duly did, we exchanged lots of messages had a Skype conversation with mum and went to bed around 1.30

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