This was my first Ballina wedding.
I had visited in the past with family and friends to do the usual; Visit the beaches and to grab a bite at one of the local restaurants, but nothing more.
You see, you never know what you are missing out, until you have actually experienced things yourself. You can easily say, “I’m not interested”, and move on.
You can enjoy life and never look back.
That is, until you have actually experienced it. It’s at the moment of experience, you become wiser. Then, you can decide. Then, you will *actually* know.
I know now, that I never really knew Ballina.
Carly and Chris spend many of their weekends at their family home in Ballina. Carly grew up there. She told me about her home, that her father built. How it started off as a small, single story home. She told me what she helped build. She shared with me her story, of her family home and how she grew up in the area.
I learnt about a lighthouse, where couples go and etch their names into the locks and timber. Yeh, it’s graffiti, but it’s welcomed. It’s one of the small things that make it a community. It’s part of history.
I learnt about the hill that overlooks the mountain that they were married on.
I learnt about some old backstreet roads which travel through farms and wetlands.
The cows and horses that cross the roads.
The big fig trees, which Carly and Chris used to pass on a weekly basis.
I learnt so much, just by meeting two people.
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