We have left the velvet green coastal countryside and have driven twenty kilometres through grassy undulating dairy lands to come upon the beautiful rural town of Berry.
At the edge of town we are greeted by a grand old Post Office building which is now a trendy café. We turn left and immediately the car is embraced by charming tree-lined avenues which are the setting for rustic wooden houses complete with picket fences and country gardens.
The town has maintained its unspoilt atmosphere and we have journeyed here from the city to be overwhelmed by the fresh scents of the trees, to soak up country life and to do the only thing three woman would go 142 kilometres for and that’s SHOPPING.
Yes once again I’m the nominated driver for the girls who will be so intoxicated after shopping that they will be over the legal limit to drive home.