We woke up the next day to find that it was raining so now we really had nothing left to do than drive back to Melbourne, unload all our stuff, and return the van. I was happy that I would not have to sleep in the van anymore because after the month I’d been starting too feel a bit claustrophobic at times since we did everything in such a small compartment. I was sick and tiered of moving our suitcases from the bed every night (yeah we’re not light packers) and then back on it during the day, because that’s the most secure location we could find for them. Everything had to be secure while driving or everything would go flying. Even when it was secure we still heard the dishes rattling in the cupboards and things shifting around. It was an experience but I don’t think I’ll ever travel with a campervan or motor home again. It’s just not very convenient. As we figured it, it wasn’t cheaper either. We could have rented a car and stayed at cheap motels for about the same or less so its all relative, but that’s what people do in AU they buy or rent obnoxiously large vehicles and drive around the country.
They also start blogging….hmm I have to stop being a stereotype. Our next trip is in a few weeks when Hendrik’s parents are coming to visit and we have more travel plans with them minus the campervan, so I’ll fill you in later.