Like a band of gypsies we roll down the highway
Bob has mused before that gypsies often get a bad name for little reason at all, but we certainly fit the stereotype as we rolled into Bendigo (a goldfields town in Victoria) this morning, filthy from a two-day shower hiatus and hungry in spite of our McDonald's breakfast (we caved).
I posted the poorly-oriented pictures in Adelaide a week ago. Since Adelaide, we've had a few days of wine touring (my new favorite travel activity), have come into a new state, and have spent a few days in one of the most impressive (in my opinion) national parks in Australia. The Barossa Valley was our first stopover, and the scale of wine production and quality in this region makes the wineries in Margaret River look like kid's stuff. A great benefit to this area was that we were able to walk to five vineyards from our caravan park. Possibly on account of all of the walking, we managed to go to sleep at 6:00 after a day of wine tasting and consumption of a substantial cheese platter. Then it was on to the Grampians, which I had visited during my first trip to Australia. It was a great opportunity to do some good treks and 'get back to nature.' (We certainly smelled natural.)
The autumn weather is nice during the day, but isn't doing us any favors at night. I've managed to stave off hypothermia by sleeping in all my clothes (which works out to be about seven layers), but am growing a little weary of being unable to bend my arms. Nonetheless, we're pretty happy that we have at most three nights' more camping before we arrive in Sydney to begin the long, painful process of saying good-bye to Queeda.
The end is near! We are feeling 'the opposite of restless,' whatever that is, and look forward to returning to the warm bosom of our friends and family.
I posted the poorly-oriented pictures in Adelaide a week ago. Since Adelaide, we've had a few days of wine touring (my new favorite travel activity), have come into a new state, and have spent a few days in one of the most impressive (in my opinion) national parks in Australia. The Barossa Valley was our first stopover, and the scale of wine production and quality in this region makes the wineries in Margaret River look like kid's stuff. A great benefit to this area was that we were able to walk to five vineyards from our caravan park. Possibly on account of all of the walking, we managed to go to sleep at 6:00 after a day of wine tasting and consumption of a substantial cheese platter. Then it was on to the Grampians, which I had visited during my first trip to Australia. It was a great opportunity to do some good treks and 'get back to nature.' (We certainly smelled natural.)
The autumn weather is nice during the day, but isn't doing us any favors at night. I've managed to stave off hypothermia by sleeping in all my clothes (which works out to be about seven layers), but am growing a little weary of being unable to bend my arms. Nonetheless, we're pretty happy that we have at most three nights' more camping before we arrive in Sydney to begin the long, painful process of saying good-bye to Queeda.
The end is near! We are feeling 'the opposite of restless,' whatever that is, and look forward to returning to the warm bosom of our friends and family.
1 Comments:
The wine tour sounds wonderful. Any chance you might bring some of that nectar back with you? It's whine season here - pollen and facing finals for many a Dawg (both Law and undergrad). Can't believe another academic year is drawing to a close. Also can't believe our grand tour is about to end. What adventures you two have had. Want to hear all about it - let us know if you plan to be in Athens-town - I'll have you over for dinner.
Must encourage daughter to tell you about how she accumulated random "party bruises" while we were in Brooklyn. A good time was had by all.
Travel safely.
Jenny C.
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