

Melbourne, Victoria
After two nights of staying in Melbourne, I know nothing of my lower bunk sharer other than he sounds like a Dyson at night. I have never before felt such exasperation towards an unknown man. I am once again employing the trick of stuffing my earphones in and drowning out the incessant snoring with quite loud soothing music. Happy bloody Christmas...
So I arrived in Melbourne surprisingly late in the afternoon having been on Perth time in the morning. Christmas ...