Today I took some advice from the locals and drove down to Wollongong, which is about an hour south of Sydney. The drive was actually pretty nice; for about 2k you're driving along the edge of a huge plateau that looks out onto a flat strip of land which meets the ocean. Wollongong is on that flat strip, so i had a great view of the entire place as i drove in. Day was clear and warm.
However despite the buildup i didnt find the beach there to be any better than the ones in cronulla. To boot, the view of the horizon over the pacific never had less than ten enormous cargo ships on it - clearly a blue boardshort beach.
I ate lunch at a club near the water before leaving, where a grumpy poofy-headed woman told me that 'singlets and hats' are not allowed inside the club. "This isn't a hat, it's a visor but thanks for noticing." And apparently anything without sleeves is called a singlet here. She gave me a size large shirt to put on while i ate, it was so tight my arms started going numb. I wont be back to wollongong.
*As a side note, it was sad to hear that XH canceled the toga party. Lest the old traditions fail eh?
Wollongong
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