Sydney to Perth

What’s up here?
Good question…. We rolled in at dark o’clock and were unable to upgrade to a cabin. So we stretched our muscles and hustled. And the tent was set up in no time made easier by Merry having fallen asleep in the car. But we had eaten cereal and fancy cheese and crackers supper in the car so it was just a matter of a stinging water pressure shower and finishing my book underneath a warm blanket! Quite pleasant actually.

4.43am I woke up and found the tent flap unzipped about 30cm and although Bo was snuggled up, like the oblivious orange cat that he is, there was no sign of Susan.

I woke Noa, who put warm clothes and shoes on with silent dread. And with clenched innards feared the worst when I heard him fumbling with the tent zip two minutes later. But instead of Noa’s head it was him pushing Susan back into the tent and I smothered her with cuddles. She hadn’t wandered far and came back to his clicking fingers. Thankyou Jesus.

The morning brought no further unexpected adventure and instead we chatted with our grey nomad neighbours. The van on the left giving us their fruit and veg as they prepared to hit the SA Border and the van on the right packing up and setting off to Balladonia ahead of us.Weiterlesen