The Great Ocean Road Experience has been one of the best of my trip so far.On the first day we saw Bell's beach and stopped off to
have a look at some wild parrots that you could buy food for. Two of them went
completely beserk on me trying to fight each other for the food so I got
some nice scratches from those little bogans. We also got to see a cute, little
koala and its baby clinging to a tree.
We decided to
spend the night at Apollo Bay which was a really good decision as it split our
Great Ocean Road trip up really well (if we had done it all in one day we would
have been travelling from 7.00am till 9.00pm). Luckily for us the weather was
good so we just chilled on the beach and Gwend made me into a mermaid because
I'm too much of a restless person to sunbathe quietly all day.
We then went to check into our hostel and discovered that the owner was mental. His name was John- privately we called him Uncle John and he made us stand outside and hose ourselves down before we were allowed in the room with any sand on us. To be fair to him the hostel was really nice- we were in a four bed dorm but had it all to ourselves. It was a really small place; it was just us and two Dutch boys staying there so we had a good game of Ring of Fire with them.
Also, the strangest thing happened whilst we were at an internet cafe; we were sat on the computers and just heard someone say "Gwenda?" and one of Gwenda's friends from uni was stood there. It was so weird bumping into someone from Swansea in a tiny little seaside village in the middle of Australia.
We didn't really get up to anything exciting that night except wind up Luce by telling her that Uncle John might pay her a visit in the night and also singing 'My Uncle John from Jamaica' (Vengaboys classic).
We then went to check into our hostel and discovered that the owner was mental. His name was John- privately we called him Uncle John and he made us stand outside and hose ourselves down before we were allowed in the room with any sand on us. To be fair to him the hostel was really nice- we were in a four bed dorm but had it all to ourselves. It was a really small place; it was just us and two Dutch boys staying there so we had a good game of Ring of Fire with them.
Also, the strangest thing happened whilst we were at an internet cafe; we were sat on the computers and just heard someone say "Gwenda?" and one of Gwenda's friends from uni was stood there. It was so weird bumping into someone from Swansea in a tiny little seaside village in the middle of Australia.
We didn't really get up to anything exciting that night except wind up Luce by telling her that Uncle John might pay her a visit in the night and also singing 'My Uncle John from Jamaica' (Vengaboys classic).
The next day we
finished our Great Ocean Road trip which exceeded my expectations massively. I
wasn't really sure what it was all about but basically you go on the trip
mainly to see the twelve apostles which are rock formations that have naturally
broken away from the main cliff edge. It’s unbelievable how beautiful this
looks when you see it in person. There are also other formations including a gorge
which a stunning beach and a rock called London Bridge.
It wasn't all rock spotting though... we did see some
more koalas which were just so cute.
When we got back to Melbourne we were shattered because, of course, we were the last to get dropped off at our hostel (this happens every time we go anywhere). We had planned to go to China Town for a quick shifty but our hearts weren't really in it because we were so tired so we just got a bit of rice then went to bed so we would be able to get up ready to fly to Sydney.
In the morning it was a bit annoying because we had to go and pick up our East Coast package that we had booked a few days before. It was leaving it a bit tight because they didn't open till 10.00 and our flight was at 11.40. However we rushed over there only to find out that the moron who had booked our trip hadn't booked or printed any of our tickets- idiot. He said we could get them from the office in Sydney so we tootled off to the airport to get there and be told that our terminal was a 5minute walk away and we only had 15minutes to check in. Of course we kept cool heads by running off like the teenage mutant ninja turtles that we are with our backpacks. It was the MOST stressful thing; eventually Luce just went "El I'll take you bag- just run". So I went sprinting off at the speed of light, arriving at the check in desk in a sweaty slump and we managed to catch our flight by the skin of our teeth- PHEW.
When we got back to Melbourne we were shattered because, of course, we were the last to get dropped off at our hostel (this happens every time we go anywhere). We had planned to go to China Town for a quick shifty but our hearts weren't really in it because we were so tired so we just got a bit of rice then went to bed so we would be able to get up ready to fly to Sydney.
In the morning it was a bit annoying because we had to go and pick up our East Coast package that we had booked a few days before. It was leaving it a bit tight because they didn't open till 10.00 and our flight was at 11.40. However we rushed over there only to find out that the moron who had booked our trip hadn't booked or printed any of our tickets- idiot. He said we could get them from the office in Sydney so we tootled off to the airport to get there and be told that our terminal was a 5minute walk away and we only had 15minutes to check in. Of course we kept cool heads by running off like the teenage mutant ninja turtles that we are with our backpacks. It was the MOST stressful thing; eventually Luce just went "El I'll take you bag- just run". So I went sprinting off at the speed of light, arriving at the check in desk in a sweaty slump and we managed to catch our flight by the skin of our teeth- PHEW.
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