Trip Start Jun 05, 2008
99Trip End Jun 14, 2009
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After a brief tour of the Blue Mountains we climbed aboard the good ship Queenscliff and began driving south again. Katie navigating, me driving and the three in the back were either playing games, teaching each other English or dozing off. It was quite amusing at times listening to them and then being asked to explain the meanings of certain words from time to time. We have taught them quite a bit that they would never have learned at school too. I'm very proud to have been of assistance. We drove south to Wollongong and stopped for fish and chips at Port Kembla before heading to Kiami. Kiami is famous for a blow hole which shoots plumes of water up to 60 metres high. Allegedly. It was only about 4 metres if you ask me, and only when you'd given up on waiting for the sodding thing and turned your back on it. It was a stunningly beautiful place though.
After Kiami we pushed on down to Ulladulla. I was feeling quite tired by then and was eager to park up for the night. Out of sheer desperation, I pulled into a large caravan park just to inquire about prices. If we split it 5 ways, it wouldn't be expensive for one night anyway. Everyone can get a proper shower and use the facilities too. The guy in reception told me it would normally be $69 per night for 5 of us but as he'd counted up the takings for the day he'd do it for $50. Not bad I thought, so I went out to tell the others, to see if they agreed. They all said it was up to me because I'm driving and if I'm tired then they were prepared to pay the $10 each. Good enough for me. I'm pooped.
When I returned to reception I was left waiting for the guy to finish a rather long telephone conversation about fishing, when he finally put the phone down, the man apologised and asked if I was English. I told him no. I'm Welsh, I explained. With that he apologised profusely and said to make it $30 and buy us all a beer with the change. Happy days, apology accepted! We had a little barbecue followed by a hilarious game that involved Jan falling on his face a lot and Lukas tearing the seat of his jeans and lots and lots of laughter. Basically, you tear off the top of a box of goon and take it in turns picking it up using only your teeth. Each time everyone has succesfully completed the task, you tear another inch off the box and start again. It gets very difficult. Jan said early in the evening that he was going to go for a night time swim in the lake. We decided to make him keep his promise and attached two inflated goon bags to him for good measure. As a safety precausion.
Later in the evening we were joined by some rather curious and rather hungry possums. Three of them to be precise and five rabbits. We had loads of fun with these cute little guys feeding them bread soaked in goon and stroking them. I even had one sat on me at one point whilst I explained the dangers of drinking and climbing trees to him. I have photographic evidence. Much fun, a great spot to spend the night. Tomorrow we would have to cover a lot of ground so we enjoyed whilst we could.