We rented a campervan and took it 2,000km from Melbourne, Australia to Brisbane (also in Australia). Along the way we ate ice cream at the beach on Christmas day in St. Kilda - Melbourne, saw: a swinging bridge in Sale, a sunken ship at Seven Mile Beach, campervan parks that resembled theme parks, & a gigantic concrete prawn (one of many larger than life sculptures in Australia paying homage to various fruit/fish), We went skydiving in Wollongong, feared flying foxes that haunted the botanical gardens in Sydney, went to a beach so 'Manly' that we couldn't even go swimming in the gnarly surf, ate lunch in numerous grocery store parking lots...kind of hobo-ish, got caught in a rip tide when we finally did go out in the water at Seal Beach, got into two (2) car accidents in one week (mostly because Australian women don't exactly know how to drive), endured a hurricane (basically) in Byron Bay, & never, not once, pet a koala. Here's a few more things I may have left out:
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