Oct 04, 2004
Oct 02, 2005
. Instead we fed them. The crazy golf was good, apart from Sarah trying, wether on purpose or not, to try and drive the ball 300 yards with a putter. She nearly took Tom's head off a few times with her shots. I did get a hole-in-one which Tom was a bit miffed with as he didn't. After the goldf we carried on back home but not before stopping off to see some kangaroo's in the wild. We also stopped off at a rest stop to see the night sky. As there was a big light there, we drove a little further down a dodgy dusty road with no lights. Like something out of a horror film. As we were so far out of Sydney, the sky was perfectly clear and we could see the milky way, the southern cross, and practicall every star in the sky. After the star gazing we made it back home around 12 hours after we had set off, and it was straight to bed as we were all shattered.
After our long weekend at the grand prix, me, Sarah, Carol, and Tom, decided to hire a car to get us back to Sydney. It was a 900km drive, and would take us about 10 hours to it. We set off in the morning, not making a good start as we took the wrong turn out of the airport and missed the road that we wanted. Once on the right road, the Hulme Highway, we started teh long trip home. We took it in turns driving through the countryside, some of it sandy wastelands, some of it lush with greenery, and made our first stop at around 11 to have a little breakfast. We went on our way fully refreshed and drove for a couple more hours until we reached the border of Victoria and New South Wales. We spotted a crazy golf site, and Tom, being a budding Tiger Woods, fancied a go. I think that we were the only customers that they had had in many a few years as the place was a little run down and falling apart. There was a trout farm there and we were tempted to fish one at take it home, but couldn't bring ourselves to bash the things over the head once we had caught them