Twenty months down the track, we managed to tow our mini home through every state and territory of Australia and, although we failed to stay in the ACT (the Australian Capitol Territory), we mostly stuck to our original plan of driving around Australia, that is to say, that we primarily drove around the outside.
In doing so, we staying in 108 different locations, with more than 85% of those on or adjacent to a beach, and the greater majority of those beaches provided Dean with a wave to surf. We visited countless areas of breathtaking natural beauty and incredible places protected under world heritage classifications, as well as little-known spots that locals pointed us towards.
We arrived in Brisbane this afternoon with our amazing adventure now behind us, but all in all, I hope you enjoy the following:
My Last Miscellaneous Trip Trivia
We towed our mini home a grand total of 25,274 kilometres (15,704.9 miles) and at the same time added more than 50,000 kilometres (31,068.9 miles) to the car due to all the additional driving we did once we ‘set up’ somewhere.
I became rather proficient at towing and parking our mini home, but I’m glad we’re home now and I don’t have to tow it anymore.
I posted 307 thoughts regarding our trip, sharedphotos, and loved every minute of blogging about where we were and what we were doing.
Dean and I worked really hard at laughing every day and although there were a few tough moments, they were very few and they were very far between.
Most of those tough moments came off the back of missing our daughters and friends. Seeing each other 24/7 can be a bit much sometimes, and yet not for one moment did we miss being at work. (That’s just crazy talk.)
Closing the curtains became an art form with the slightest crack allowing light to enter and (somehow) always hit me in the eye like a beam exploding from a supernova.
I turned packing the cupboards and drawers into such an art form that, even with my eyes closed, I could tell Dean exactly where to find anything.
Some of ‘life’s little luxuries’ took on a whole new meaning with the addition of a shower curtain or floor mat in the (caravan) park amenities becoming the most extravagant and indulgent items in the world.
We finally learnt how to erect our awning so that it didn’t creak when a light breeze came past. It’s just a shame that only happened a couple of months ago and, for the most part, it squeaked and creaked 9/10ths of the way around Australia.
I’ve become so comfortable cooking on our Weber Baby Q that when I couldn’t (for whatever reason) I really struggled to prepare our evening meal. As sad as that might sound, with all the cooking I did do on that little barbeque, I never quite managed to master cooking cakes or biscuits.
We house sat four times in three different states and loved these opportunities to spend more time enjoying those areas. (And enjoyed the extra space for a spell.) At Basin View, a little community of on the south coast of New South Wales, we house sat for so long we felt like locals before we left.
With Dean the only person I had to talk to, you’d think he’d be patient, attentive even, or maybe, just maybe, he’d listen to what I had to say. Sadly this was hardly ever the case and he continued (and continues) to bait me saying:
“I know you’re talking.
I can see your mouth moving.
But all I’m hearing is:
‘Wah! Wah! Wah!
Wah! Wah! Wah! Wah!'”
And he wonders why I get frustrated repeating myself.