Day 180, Eden

Not quite biblical! [sic]

It’s freezing, [email protected], heater on inside. I am cold.

Mr. I wear shorts everywhere, this is getting shit cold…. More.

We have 1 day & 19 hours to go before we are back home in Melbourne.

It’s all getting a bit weird now.

Anita just confirmed work the week after we get back and I have contract work in Oct confirmed.

I was hoping to get a few weeks off to do Anita’s garden.

We will see what happens.

Day 179, True Fear

After having encountered wild dingos, emus, snakes, bogans, bushfires, no communication, no fuel, no water.
River crossings, my children, NT.

Having slept with a weapon because of possible danger when we arrived to a slaughtered bird head in a tree and a hot fire.

Having travelled almost 25 000 km,
today I experienced my first day of true ‘Fear’.

I felt anxiety depression IBS, the shakes , and those are the nice bits.

We drove through Sydney.

We are in ‘the Gong’ tonight.

Caravan parks RULE!

I left my wallet on the back bumper of the car today by accident. It was in clear view of everyone walking past it in the caravan park between 4 pm to 8 pm.

Guess what, I found it where I left it with cash and everything else not touched.

I am happy as a pig in s…traw!

There is another $50 to the CHFA!!! (Children’s Hospital Foundation Australia)

Day 177, Palm beach

After over 700km we made it to the Gold Coast. A full day of driving is tiring. Driving in traffic through Brissy is torturous.

We ended up staying 3 nights in Palm Beach visiting an extremely close friend. It has been lovely but cold.

Palm beach totally craps on Surfers, but it’s horses for courses. We now prefer the quieter beaches oppose to the high rise jungles, cafe & night club culture.

Water is warmer then 1770, but the temp is dropping to 8 deg at night.

Tonight it’s going to drop to 5. I want to go back North, 1770, Rainbow, Carmila, Mission, Ningaloo……. Etc etc

We have 4 days and 21 hours before we come home. It is actually a bit strange.

We can’t wait to see our friends, but at the same time we can’t stand the fact that we won’t see our friends.

I booked ‘fancy pancy’ cabin in Cape Conran for Friday. This means we have actually gone to Conran officially year in year out, since 2002…I think.

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