Lets cross the border

"It comes and goes in waves, it always does. We watch as our young hearts fade into the flood." There is something beautiful, captivating and memorizing about quotes, they always seem to capture my attention. And one of the ones that seems most relevant is that travel cures the soul. Which I can't help but feel is true, because everytime I go on an adventure, I feel my soul breathe. Unfortunately I don't always have the money to jump on a plane when my soul feels heavy. So why not explore my own country. Tiana and I jumped in the car, early on Thursday morning to go for a drive down south. We were crossing the border. But first. Coffee. Coffee. Coffee. Since A) its winter and its freezing. And B) neither of us are morning people. So now we had our coffee, we had avril lavignes first album playing in the cd player and we drove down the highway and out into the country roads. There's now words for it, just driving through the country, between the trees, driving around a place that humans haven't overrun. Mother nature in all her glory. We drove down to a small town called Lismore, its a very cute, old fashioned kind of town, where we found a darling cafe called, 'The Bank.'The intrigue of this cafe is that it used to actually be a bank and alot of the old structure and decorations from its bank days remain. We tossed up the idea of going to the beach on the drive home but knowing me I would have jumped in to the water and turned into a human popsicle. Instead we drove home where we had some guys in the car next to us try and pick us up.  Poor P platers, good on them for putting themselves out their but this gypsy is taken. When we reach home I smile, knowing that today my soul took a tiny breathe.