I just realized I hadn’t finished reblogging Matt’s account of our mini-holiday! There’s still one to come after this, but this one is the funniest so far I’d say.
“Dad really drummed it into me not to drive in the country at this time of day, but there are a few cars around and no roos in sight. Maybe it was just one of those things that parents say to scare you straight…”
Earlier That Day…
“Buddy, in all the time I’ve been here, this is the most I have ever felt like I’m in Australia,” Emma said, beaming. “All I need now is to see some kangaroos…” she continued.
I shuddered.
“You’ve seen plenty of kangaroos before.”
“I know, but not in the wild!”
“What about all the ones at Pinnaroo Cemetery? That was like the first thing we did when you arrived in Australia.”
“They don’t count.”
“Well, you’ve seen the road signs. They’re out there…”
Remember a few posts ago when I mentioned that driving is relaxing, to a point? Well by the end of Day 2…
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13 Hours Later 