It was summer. The sun shines brightly but does not feel that hot on my skin. I think it was just about a fine 23 degrees Celsius. Just enough for us to enjoy our trip to Ballarat. We were going to attend a family friend’s wedding. But maybe because of the bright and inviting weather, my mom suddenly decided that we make a stop along Murray River before we go on our way.
It was supposed to be just a shortstop, but then we ended up staying for a day. My mom fell in love with the place. Since it was her birthday also, we just go as she wished. We rented a cottage, and my dad arranged for a boat ride.