Today I will say good morning because I had a great nights sleep last night, I had a fantastic time with Damien's cousins Lyn and Lee (more on that shortly) but alas not good morning for today marks the end of the road. Today we reach Brisbane. Today I bow my head, don a black outfit and begin mourning the end of my holiday :-( For you however i will smile through my tears and shall try and keep the blog happy. One thing I am noticing though is the metamorphosis of the driver nazi into the get a job and house nazi (this is another story though).
Right, last night was an absolute blast and I think for the first time since I have known Damien I feel like one of his stories made a full circle. Sooooooo turns out that Lee and Lyn are the daughter's of uncle Red, remember him from yesterday's blog, and the little bit strange aunt that I met when we had to go home for Damien's dads funeral (it's ok, they don't speak to her anymore so they don't mind that I think she was strange). I was sitting there listening to tales of family history and deeds of which no one speaks anymore (no [email protected]@t if you ever get the chance, get my husband drunk and get him to start on his family history - it is pure gold) and realized that Damien and I were laughing hard and just how animated he was, genuinely smiling and sparkling. I haven't seen that in a long while and relished the moment. Well, what was going to be a 'pop' in turned out to be a wonderful evening of fun and family and one hell of a lot of laughter. The Treverrow's are a fascinating bunch and I am thoroughly enjoying the journey that this family is taking me on:-)
We grab a bite to eat on the way home and as we are sitting in our lounge room (remember I have a door separating the bedroom and living area now!!) we both readily agree that the night formed the perfect last night of our trip.
Once again there is nothing on the map that I want to see, but I think part of that is because although I am sad that the road trip is ending, I am getting excited about getting to Brisbane and seeing what the mighty Ms Destiny has planned for us next. It is a wonderous feeling when you are being taken on a life journey that is not quite in your control. You are just as surprised as everyone else when something happens, but I digress.
So, we are going to get on the road and get to Brisbane. This way we should get there late afternoon and be in our unit for happy hour.
As there is not much going on I thought I would actually make a contribution to this while we are driving. It is either blog or annoy the crap out of Damien, and because I'm not yet sure of the 'get a job and house nazi' and what punishments he can dish out, I choose the blog. Just as we were leaving Tamworth there was a sign pointing to a lookout and because there are ranges surrounding the area we decide to take a look. SO GLAD WE DID. It was a very ingenious idea as they used a large flat topped rock and built stairs around it. The rock created the lookout - very clever indeed!! Well once again we took a moment of no expectation and it blew us away. The view was truly wonderful and as much as I wanted to break into "the hills are alive with the sound of music" the arrival of others and a "don't even think about it" look from my husband rendered me silent. I was Julie Andrews aka Maria in my head though and boy was I belting out that tune - to X factor standard no less!!
Back in the car and driving driving driving driving driving driving driving driving driving (thought I would make it a little boring for you, not even close to how boring it is for me) I scream hunger and that we need to stop. This sparks a debate on where we will stop. Driver nazi wants to do another ???? Km I want to stop NOW. We agree on the next town - Tenterfield. This place is much bigger than we anticipated and marked that we are getting closer to some sort of civilization because I had a prawn Asian salad with crispy noodles and there was onion jam, avocado salsa, red wine jus (this all translates into WTF on a country pub menu) and basically ends our outback road trip :-(
Back on the road we are chatting away happily when b****SLAP the QLD/NSW border sign is there right before our eyes. Damien slams on the brakes (really, state governments, take note. People driving across the country get very excited when they reach a border. WOULD IT SERIOUSLY KILL YOU TO PUT A LITTLE EFFORT IN AND MAKE IT THE FANFARE WE ENVISION WHEN WE PLAN THESE TRIPS HMMMMMMM)
Photos taken and excitement building we begin the last leg of the journey. Not long to go now. We are happily driving along and reflecting on our journey and all the cool stuff that has happened and what we have seen. When Damien pulls into the next service station to fill up we decide it is high time that they we buy a road map book of Brisbane and work out where we are going.
DISASTER.………. Just as I am looking up our accommodation address and just after the sign that states 80km to Brisbane, our car breaks down. Overheating, rattling BROKEN DOWN. Damien gets out and checks it and the look on his face is not saying good things. A farmer and his wife (whose property we were broken down in front of) gave us the number for the RACQ and so began our descent into the unknown. RACQ were mildly helpful and sent us Wally the tilt tray truck driver. Yes, damage is bad enough that we had to get towed. By a guy named Wally. Whom was in a major hurry to watch X factor but very friendly non the less.
Ok. Car is now sitting in the car park of the mechanics awaiting diagnosis and we really need to find a place to stay the night and quite frankly I am swaying between denial, hope, stress and anger and am not wanting to blog anymore tonight.
Will chat tomorrow....
Lights out somewhere.......goodnight :-(