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named by an early settler when he saw the “manly” aborigines on the landing beach.
Our apartment was just one and half blocks from the shore, the wide sandy expanse was bordered by a sea wall where benches had been installed. The main street, known as “The Corso” is at least four lanes wide and has been transformed into a pedestrian way. It has changed very little in appearance since the turn of the century.
Everywhere there were restaurants and cafes, all with “take away”. It appeared to us that the Australians did a lot of eating, but little cooking, at least in these more metropolitan areas. Everywhere people were walking “about” with their back packs and eating something, or carrying it with them. We have all been advised, “When in Rome, do as the Roman’s do,” so we did little food preparation. We ate late breakfasts, skipped lunch and joined the “take Laway” crowd for dinner.
Our information on the exchange had —=^-5^5 advertised an out door swimming pool. That was more appealing to me than a sandy beach (Marianne prefers being by the seashore) When we went to the roof top, we found the pool’s dimensions to be 8’ long by 6’ wide. I tried it once, it reminded me of our hot tub.
We had been warned about the undertow at the beaches and when the news announced two women had drowned, Marianne decided that sunbathing was good enough for her.
The ferry left Manly hourly for Sydney, so we indulged in an afternoon boat ride. We sat on the sunny side of the boat, not too wise. It was hot, hot,
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