I had written parts of my post until I accidently pressed backspace and now I have to write it all over again. I’m slightly in a bad mood because of an incident that happened after my birthday so I will try to write as best as I can.
On the 25th of April, my mum, dad and I planned to go to the Na Tien Temple located in the suburb of Berkeley/Unandurra in Wollongong and so we did. Got out of the house at around 10-11 in the morning and headed down to the highway which was connected from Cronulla to Wollongong. Passing Cronulla, I honestly have to say was like the most surrealist thing ever. How close the roads were to the sea was pretty awesome and the view was stunning. Moving on, as soon as the highway started, I had my earplugs in and an interesting view to entertain me through the hour. I loved the shape the roads were formed such as the curves and the dip-in-lows. The high mountain views that we had come across was amazing as we saw Wollongong that was I-could-estimate-about 60km away from it. What I didn’t like was the minor ear blockage and popping that I had experienced along the way which made me slightly nauseous.
As soon as we saw the sea to our left, I tried to take a decent photo of it but giving the fact that I was in a car that went 110km/hr, that was never going to end well. We arrived to a suburb in Wollongong – Berkeley and we were on our way to the Na Tien Temple.
We went in and I suddenly had this feeling that I have been here before and I was infact right – back in 2008-2009. Here’s a photo of a pond back when it was truly spectacular.. but this time when I went back to the exact same spot to see how it looked.. well let’s just say that the lilypads have died.
I will skip the details of my lavatory business and say that the first thing that we did was go into the temple where my dad got those incense sticks, burned the tips of the sticks and prayed. We moved towards the second level of the temple where there was a nice garden with statues in a praying position located in the middle left of the area.
This time when we entered the temple, we had to take our shoes off and we weren’t allowed to take photographs whatsoever. I suppose that this place was much more sacred in comparison to the other one. There I saw rows of cushion stands where several people would kneel down and pray. We burned more incense sticks and prayed and prayed some more. There was also a object shaped of a flower with a candle lit in the middle along with a little empty card where you write a wish on the card, place it behind the candle and place the object along with the other row of flowers and pray.
We finally then found the bathroom which was located outside the temple. After, I spotted a pathway that had two wooden gates with no fences which lead up to the hills and so we decided to trek up the hill. We followed the path which led to a massive brass bell where people would hit the bell with a massive stick that went along with it just to hear the echo. As you’d imagine the echos emphasise better where there are no buildings blocking its soundwave and thus creates a sense of serenity. We took the time to soak in the sun as well inhaling and exhaling the clean crisp air.
Then my dad and I thought of an ambitious idea to trek all the way up the mountain as we both knew it meant a better view of Wollongong and was our clear motivator. I swear I was about to pass out as I broke my rule to always trek properly and never to run. My ears were bloody throbbing, felt faint, my head was slightly woozy but I slowly recovered. My dad on the other hand was undoubtly stronger than the both of us. My mum absolutely hated it so much because she was so tired and the sun was hitting strongly on her face – so tired and sun hating that she crouched down and hid behind my dad.
But on the positive note, it was all worth it. (sorry for my crappy photography skills in this one)
We took a couple more minutes just to take it in and then we slowly went down. I was too exhausted to go all the way back where the pathway was so we went the hard and the most stupidest way – down the hill with no path. The fact that we could of slipped kind of got me into a little panic so I even more stupidly walked across the steep grass and as soon as I found the path there were little velcro-like fury grass bits sticking on my shoes and jeans. It took a while to get them off as I was unsure of what it was so I was slightly afraid of pulling them off. Sitting there on the pathway comtemplating for 5 minutes my dad ended up helping me pull them off of me.
We then went to the Pagoda where we prayed and made a wish…
then we drove out of the temple and headed straight to the city of Wollongong. After a few confusions we finally got there. Some of the streets of Wollongong are very narrow compared to Sydney but I guess I could blame it on those idiots who park their cars there. I think the best part of the trip was seeing the view of the sea/beach of Wollongong. The beach wasn’t as big or spectacular as Sydney but I loved it because it looked like an artwork. What made it so where the sailboats hanging about the port and the lighthouse located slightly further from where we were at. There were quite a lot of people who were hanging about and truly I could sense that they were in peace and they were simply happy. We never stepped out of the city but I know I will go back there next time – later in the year for sure 🙂
Then we headed back to Sydney where we bought Hong-Ha (seriously it’s the best sandwich you’ll get – in Mascot) and a birthday tradition of Taro Cake which we bought in the city.
I could say that overall my birthday went pretty well and I was overall happy 🙂
Hope you weren’t bored out of your minds and kerfuffled with all the possible grammar mistake I had made. I will keep posting more so for now I will be..