Isn’t that splendid?
And a pub…
Aireys Inlet on Victoria’s Great Ocean Road is one of those places everyone refers to as “special.” When I moved to Melbourne, I was told I had to see it; to feel the salt air, lifting up from below the lighthouse; to amble by the inlet or tramp along the shore, my bare toes squishing into icy sand.
So I did.
And Aireys lived up to its reputation. It always does.
Now, the thought of going there puts me in mind of the lighthouse at Finisterre – “world’s end” – where I completed the 1300 kilometre sin-walk. Another light in a wild place. Another town that welcomes travellers.
And in April, Aireys will welcome writers and readers, thanks to Nicole, who runs Great Escape Books, and Hannie Rayson, who has programmed the Litfest with her. I’m so excited to be there, and to be able to celebrate the remarkable group of hero/scribes they have assembled. I’m in over-excited fan mode. I can’t wait.
If you’d like to see the full programme of events, just click on this link:
It is going to be a glorious celebration of all things wordy and thought-provoking. If you can come, do. Do, do. And don’t take too long to decide. They tell me that last year’s event sold out in under a fortnight.
I can feel the sand between my toes…