Brisbane to Sydney

Following our lazy hangover day it was the day we had to leave. I was sad to be leaving a group of people that I got along with so well, I was certainly going to miss them but plans were already getting set in place to see them again which is great.

We tried to make the most of the day and headed out to lunch, after we’d been to see if we could get Phil’s phone fixed. It amused me when Phil, Danny and I left the shopping centre and all simultaneously put our sunglasses on. It reminded me of leaving shopping centres back home and all you see is umbrellas going up. We met up with Mitch and headed to Sizzlers for lunch, we stuffed our faces before heading back to Danny’s to collect the rest of our belongings and head off on the rest of our adventure.

As we were heading out of Brisbane we caught up with Png, one of Phil’s friends from school who’d recently got back from living in the UK for a while. He had some amusing stories about the job role he had whilst in London but unfortunately the dark was getting darker and we had to find a place to camp.

The damn darkness and being in between Brisbane and Sydney meant finding a camp was pretty tricky. We found a place just off the main road which was lou

d and over occupied so we drove further off the track trying to discover the place on wikimaps, we got quite a distance down the track before discovering we were on top of a RAAF base. Whoopsy. Time to head back, we found a little place in the grass and went straight to bed (once we’d set up the tent of course). It was nice not having to get everything else out of the car too.

Waking up in the morning revealed we were pretty much on a dumpsite, people just chucking their old furniture and rubbish about the place. It’s great what the darkness covers up. With nowhere to set up and do breakfast we left swiftly and found a lovely place that did breakfast on a river. Obviously got a full English. With our next stop being Sydney and not seeing much to stop at along the way we headed off after breakfast and drove a ways before hitting the next campsite. Smith Lake.  My lake, alriiiiight! It was a beautiful place and best of all, there were no croc sightings here. Winner. (Nevermind it was probably too far south for Crocs anyway). We both spent the evening reading after tea and enjoying the view. We didn’t go for a swim, it was a bit too chilly for that, and July in Australia is winter after all.

When we woke up we drove the rest of the way to Sydney, found a nice Caravan park not too far from a train station just outside the centre. They had showers we could use and actual toilets, what a treat. Tomorrow we would spend the day sight seeing, for now we would use the camp kitchen to make dinner and then rest a while reading our books.