The last week in Lakes Entrance began glorious sun, 34 degrees, private Cottage located in the Eucalyptus forest, 50 meters from a swimming pool (27 degrees), right next to a tennis court. It was all the work up what has been seen for two weeks and is still the way to recover it.
Wednesday saw the world a little different: 12 degrees - during the day, it had never been in Melbourne in 24 hours as much rainfall as on this day. Also Thursday and Friday to let the sun does not look more often.
Unbelievable.
TThe area was wunderschoen.In this forest smelled wonderfully of eucalyptus, parrots flew FEEI around and two days before allegedly a 2m large giant iguana on the road have been climbing on the trees.
Christian and I went during the day with the car trips in the For more detailed Umgebeung. When weather permitted, we even got off \u0026lt;-). Metung, Marlo, Paynesville, Lake Tyers, Cape Conran were in the program. Second last is a very hot tip, amazing, lonely beach, the latter would've almost run out of petrol.
In the evening we cooked for ever great. Sensational researched Mama, there were actually with parsley flakes, or more often, however, shrimp. Our side dish spaghetti should compensate for our twice daily tennis training. Afternoon, I produced bruschetta.
All in all it was a very cozy week, sometimes lounging on the sofa watching TV was announced and I enjoyed it a bedroom for me to have. It should be the last Time in the next monta remain.
On Saturday we went to Eden. Departure date 245h at night. Christian had taken leave in the afternoon towards Melbourne. I spent the night on the road. It was freezing cold. To 3 hours then I got on the bus, who arrived with me for 6 h in Eden. There I was physically taken lightly in the cheap hotel "Australasia" move, which was written in the Lonely Planet with 17 Australian dollars (10 euros / night). For this, the owner just laughed, "These are the prices from the 1978's they should change at last.." A friendly Australian carted me then with her Jeep through the village to find something cheaper. In vain. A bus goes up the coast, unfortunately, Sunday no. So I had nothing more about than me than trying to stop car to get to Merimbula - with success. The first one took me was Hank. He worked for 30 years as a fisherman in Tasmania, now 45, he has bought a farm in the bush and is retired - "forever" as he said. The second held with me an incredible guided tour through Merimbula, showed me every corner, all the beaches and then every time a "beautiful" and expel me to grin. About two hours I was with him on the road.
Now I am moved in here in Merimbula in a backpacker, 200m from the sea. I have to stay about 4 nights. So that go out a few such stops before Sydney.
Images of you can get here soon, before zub \\ ie it still work up Lakes Entrance photographs!
soon, Martin
cottage and car
Christian in the rain with shell
The utensils to a great tennis week
beach in front of Lakes Entrance
No, not Sydney - Hobart, a photomontage
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