Over the summer holidays, me and my mum got to mind my friend Oscar's house.
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I became a real beachboy, going to different beaches each day. People had campfires on the beach, and with the leftover charcoal, I wrote my name on the rocks.
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At low tide, we could walk right out really far, almost to where the boats were.
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There were also some good walks where you could see Sydney Harbour, parasailing and old beach huts.
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My friend Oscar also has an awesome trampoline in his backyard.
It was like having a holiday without leaving my hometown. Isn't that called a 'stay-cation'?
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I became a real beachboy, going to different beaches each day. People had campfires on the beach, and with the leftover charcoal, I wrote my name on the rocks..jpg)
At low tide, we could walk right out really far, almost to where the boats were..jpg)
There were also some good walks where you could see Sydney Harbour, parasailing and old beach huts..jpg)
My friend Oscar also has an awesome trampoline in his backyard.
It was like having a holiday without leaving my hometown. Isn't that called a 'stay-cation'?
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