It has been a most interesting couple of weeks since leaving Canberra... Busy, seeing a lot, much banter has of course occurred. To share some of the madness, here is a snapshot of what we've been up to... I've broken one of Ben's records... The number of days he has spent in a city whilst … Continue reading The Last Leg of the Road Trip
Road Tripping
Impressions of a National Capital
Raining and overcast, our introduction to Canberra is one from inside buildings that can keep us dry. We visit the National Capital Exhibition. We learn that Canberra's land was once sheep paddocks. That a referendum was held in 1899 as to whether Australia should be a single nation. Australia voted. A majority vote in all … Continue reading Impressions of a National Capital
An Eventful Journey and Possums Eating Spaghetti!
From Nimbin we decide to head back towards Gosford to restock on some oil. Raining and not really feeling like assembling a tent at 7pm we decide just to keep going and drive it all in one go. Back on a road we've already driven at Coffs Harbour, we use a cheeky free wifi stop … Continue reading An Eventful Journey and Possums Eating Spaghetti!
Have You Been to Granny’s Farm?
I got back in the car after my yoga class. I had had a bit of a stressful morning. I looked at Ben and asked him if I seemed calm. He got very confused by this question and thought I had asked 'am I Pam' or 'am I ham...' Crazy Belgians ;-). He told me … Continue reading Have You Been to Granny’s Farm?
Cheer Up, Slow Down, Chill Out… :-)
Byron Bay, a popular hippie hangout between Brisbane and Sydney on the Gold Coast was the destination of choice on the GPS before we left the farm... Slowly meandering our way there as road trips should, we encountered the legendary night manager Charlie in Tara caravan park, found more veggie oil on Fry St of … Continue reading Cheer Up, Slow Down, Chill Out… 🙂
Jumping The Border?
It's a bit awkward when an in state New South Wales road trip takes you across a state boundary into Queensland... From Coffs Harbour we couldn't quite decide what direction to continue in... I heed a wise friend's words and sit and stare at a map. Armidale just a bit further west inland of the … Continue reading Jumping The Border?
Scottish Footprints 