Monday, 9 December 2013

Arriving Home

When we booked our flight to Australia we then had a vague idea what time we would be arriving into Sydney, and noting that it coincided with the beginning of Australian Summer time we organised a BBQ for Sunday Dec 1st 2013 and had pledged to be in Sydney for it.

Even after my sleepless night in A&E we were too close to let this mishap get the better of us, and after the doctors finally let me go in the morning we heading back to Mike's Aunt and Uncles to pack up our things and make our way down to Bronte beach.

Of course in true form we get some calls from our friends saying that it had started raining over in the Eastern Suburbs and Bronte Beach.

So, unfortunately we had to cancel the BBQ, but with our spirits still riding high we made a few phone calls and relocated everyone to the new venue in Bondi Beach. North Bondi RLS has an awesome view of Bondi, great food and cheap beer.  After a big trip, and arriving back home, what more could you ask for.

Before we made our way to the Eastern Suburbs we did a quick detour and drove down to say hello to the Opera House and Sydney Harbour Bridge.  Nothing like ending your trip with a view of Sydney's beautiful harbour there in front of you.

After sitting down for a while and letting the last six months of our trip finally sink in we finally got back in the car and made our over the hill towards Bondi.

We were feeling a whole lot of emotions, sad that the trip is over, happy to be back home and seeing friends and loved ones. As we pulled up to the bar we started to see a lot of familiar faces and places.

The sun was shining and the beers flowed, we were swamped with huge smiles and hugs from everyone. We swapped stories and caught up with everyone until we shared together a beautiful Bondi sunset. We couldn't have asked for a better last day of our trip.

It feels sad to say its all over, but this stage of the adventure has unfortunately come to an end. However, now we have the time to reflect about the last 6 months, put together all the footage from our trip and start to figure out what to do next.

Its good to be home.

 We would love to thank everyone for all of your support over the last six months during the planning stages of our trip, arriving in the UK to get everything sorted back in June, to the sponsors and everyone who donated towards our charities and to everyone who has read and followed our blog along the way.

We really hope you enjoyed reading our adventure as it unfolded and the ups and downs we had along the way.

Friday, 6 December 2013

Rain, Beers and A Night In A&E

We woke pretty early to the sound of torrential rain belting down onto our tent.

Having the tent on top of the car has been a real gem as several times where we have parked up for the night it has flooded and if we were on the ground we most certainly have been washed away.

We were both egging each other with who was going to go out first and assess just how bad it was outside and check it our belongings we stupidly left out were still there.

I of course pulled the short straw and flew down the ladder and sheltered under then tent.  The rain was getting heavier so we decided to make a move now before it got tricky.

We had originally planned to spend a night around Port Stephens for our last night but due to mother nature not playing nice we gave them a call Mike's aunt and uncle to see if they would have us for two nights instead.

Fortunately they seemed ok with us gatecrashing a day early but we still arrived at their house feeling very sorry for ourselves. However they were so happy to see us we soon cheered up, slumped on their comfy sofa with the biggest cup of tea in hand or in Mike's case, beer!

After camping all the way from Darwin for a month and basically living in the tent and car we realised that we hadn't sat on a sofa in very long time and it took a lot of persuading for us to finally be moved. But with full bellies and slightly fuzzy heads we headed off to bed.

The following morning the sun was shining and we had a productive day ahead of us, mainly cleaning out the car.

But first up we went to watch Mike's cousin Dom play in his soccer match for the Central Coast Mariners.  It was a tense game with a nail biting second half.  Unfortunately they lost, but it was awesome to see Dom play again.

Once the game was over and the car was good as new we sat down and thought a delicious Thai takeaway would be the bee's knees after a long day.

We opened up the starters which seemed to be going down well until my throat started to feel funny.  I instantly knew that they had been cooked in peanut oil. Ever since I was little I have been severely allergic to all nuts, especially peanuts.

So we jumped in the car and made our way to A&E.  I was pretty angry at myself for not double checking properly if the food was cooked in peanut oil, especially as I was in hospital before we went away on our trip for the same thing.

After a few hours in A&E they decided to keep me in over night so they could monitor me. How we got through the entire of South East Asia without this happening I'll never know, and I'll never live down the fact that the first time it happens is within kilometres of Sydney Harbour Bridge.

Thursday, 5 December 2013

Navigating the NSW Coast

After the madness of Nimbin we thought we would go off the beaten track and explore some of the NSW coast line that we had never been to.

We had originally planned to go to South West Rocks until Mike found a small place further down called Hat Head.  Now with a funky name like that we couldn't miss this out and oh boy were we surprised.

Driving into the town it was pretty quiet, cute little houses but not much else.  We pulled up and made our way over to the beach.

The beach sprawled out either side for miles.  We made our way around and found a little piece of paradise nestled away.

Turquoise waters and soft white sand, it was the ideal for a spot of swimming and relaxing.  NSW has some of the most beautiful beaches and scenery which we are so lucky to have on our door step.

After spending a few hours there we made our way onto our next stop, Port Macquarie.

The day was drawing on and we needed to find a place to came for the night.  We had been recommended Seal Rocks by many friends and thought this would be the best place to make camp.

We drove down a long dirt track into the national park and chose our spot amongst the trees and right next to this impressive sand dune.

After being stuck in the car for a long time the moment we parked I flew out of the car and raced up the dune to go exploring leaving poor Mike to put up the tent.

The sound of the waves crashing grew louder the closer I got, then I was greeted with this most beautiful view.

We pretty much had the whole beach to ourselves.  Mike appeared and we made our way back for some food.

In true fashion with it being one of our last nights camping the temperature dropped pretty quickly and the wind begun to pick up.  We packed everything up and ducked inside the tent.

All night the wind howled and shock the tent.  We knew this was going to be a long sleepless night.