The next morning, we woke up late, but just in time for the scheduled farm activities. Despite egging from me, Oliver still wanted to keep a distance from the pony.
The farmer, whose name slipped my mind now, drove out his tractor and loaded all of us up its carriage, and took us on a tractor tour round his farm.
Heidi displaying her affinity with flowers. Even her jeans has flower motifs.
After the tractor ride, we were left to explore the area when the animals were kept. Sophia wasted no time in going back to take the pail of waste from our kitchen and fed them to the ever hungry goats.
A photo of the place we stayed at before we left the farm.
This is the original Miami Bakehouse, which apprently many tourist guidebooks recommend you to stop by if you are anywhere near Mandurah. The GPS wasn't quite trusty and after driving around for a while, we finally spotted the famed shop.
Sophia bought 2 pies from the joint, one a spinach, one a steak pie. The steak pie was really succulent, especially as we were famish after the long drive. Definitely lived up to its reputation.
Soon we arrived at the Mandurah Terrace and foreshore, as Cicerellos at the Mandurah Peel Inlet is also famous for its fish & chips. But somehow I find it quite overhyped and not too healthy (not that they are anyway).
Inside Cicerellos.
Outside Cicerellos.
We decided to check in to the Seashells Resort earlier as the rain prevented us form taking the cruise out of Mandurah Bay. This swanky new place certainly outdo Abbey Bay Resort, and looks more like a showroom.
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