Journey to Australia

The plan: http://tinyurl.com/cmlcp5.

Took a 42 hour trip from Dorking, Surrey to Moina, Tasmania, only survived by a kip in the Hong Kong airport nap room and food and lie down the Virgin lounge in Sydney domestic terminal. 42 is a long time. Don’t ever do this.

Wondered up a hill and amongst the wallabies and wombats in Narawntapu on the Northern coast.

Saw devils, and koalas at the Trowunna Wildlife Park.

More walking, this time up Marion’s Lookout on Cradle Mountain, truly deserving of it’s World Heritage status.

We had a quick tour of a Hobart vineyard and ate some fish and chips by the harbor then went to Clare and Mark’s wedding. The taxi driver got lost on the way but the bride was late anyway.

Then up Wineglass Bay to walk around more eye-wateringly beautiful national park.

Then to Melbourne to see many, many comedians at the festival. Personal fav’s, Hannah Gadsby and Al Madrigal.

The ground floor of the Ian Potter Centre has a fantastic indigenous gallery.

We drove from Melbourne to Sydney along the coast. Lots of surfers.

Lots more national parks to nip off the road and visit. Lake Elizabeth, Twelve Apostles marine park, Booderee.

We hired a little motor boat and spent the afternoon sailing around a lake in Mallacoota.

We saw flocks of cockatoos, parrots, pelicans, and kangaroos, an echidna about to be squashed by a megatonne truck.

We had to divert to Canberra to swap the hire car. Canberra reminded me of a Dan Dare megalopolis, or maybe a little bit like some mid-30’s German architected city.

The colours in night sky was amazing. Thousands of stars in dark amber galatic clusters.

Kiama was a really cute little seaside resort. We squished a fly as we drove along some more.

Finally arrived in Syndey, tripped across the habour to Manly & watched the Jerry Springer in the Opera House. We shared our hotel with the cast. It was odd eating breakfast next to Jesus, he had eggs and bacon.

The Sydney Aquarium was good for a couple of hours.

Actually, you probably just want to look at my wifes flickr album.