The Road To Somewhere
Live blogging time. I have a road trip to Sydney later today, which is going to be a struggle. Not because of the distance, but because of the dodgy stomach I have at the moment. More details soon.
Ok, so that was yesterday, when all my troubles seemed so far away, now it looks as though I’m stealing Beatles lyrics which I am. But let’s face it, I really don’t need to tell you that the live blogging of my drive didn’t happen. The best way to sum it up I think is in bullet form, and to just leave it at that, comments of “please explain” pending. (FISHING!!!)
- Got out of Melbourne earlier than expected, due to my continuing bowel problems of the last few days. Thankfully they held together until Gundagai, but even that was short lived.
- No, we ain’t got kabana, we ain’t got kabana today. Screw you Albury.
- Grey Nomads should be forced to drive at the speed limit, or made to drink a badly brewed cup of tea in a shoddy location as punishment. Double punishment for road works zones.
- Thanks to a supermarket designed by M. C. Escher, I am no longer welcome in Holbrook.
- Despite it no longer being listed on their menu, the servo at Gundagai still makes the best steak sandwich on the Hume.
- Where the hell am I, and why don’t the road side stops in New South Wales have toilets?????????
- Peak Hour drivers in Sydney need to learn that, if a car has Victorian rego plates, it doesn’t mean they don’t know how to drive in peak hour traffic, so just get moving you tools.
So that was the drive up, pretty uneventful as you can see. More blogging about my adventures here later.
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Huh? Distance? Pfft. Melbourne to Sydney is no further the Cairns to Mackay. At least your road is divided most of the way.
Your post raises a couple of questions due to lack of detail and specifics in the added dot points:
* Why are you no longer welcome in Holbrook?
* If the steak sangas are so good, do they need to stop advertising them keep up with demand?
And thanks for the reference to EC Escher. Of course I had to google him to work out what the hell you were going on about, and have found some wonderful websites to explore.
“Where the hell am I, and why don’t the road side stops in New South Wales have toilets?????????”
You have a iPhone, it can’t be that hard to use Google Maps and the Toilet Map app. The burning question is: did you pedal, ride or drive?
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I think those roadworks where there when I drove to Melb from Sydney in January. And I never saw anyone actually out there doing any road work.
The thing about toilets in NSW is that they’re always in a McDonalds, and there are plenty of those everywhere.