Lunch was soup at Norseman. Norseman is a kinda strange town in the west - you kind of think that when you see a town in large bold writing on the map, the assumption is that it is a major, maybe even bustling place. Not this one haha We found a cafe with the coffee sign Brendan required but we weren't quite sure if we should be eating there - we risked it. The reading material in the cafe probably explains the feel of the town.
Nervously awaking their fate
A priceless table decoration - note: cup and saucer being picked up with one hand (x-files music needs to played while reading this now)
Crossing the zebra crossing
The places you meet people! Thought we'd meet Storers in the bar for a quick nightcap. The lady serving at the bar asked the usual 'Where are you from?' On telling her, she said she was from Beechworth, but had lived in Benalla for a while - Jenny McIntosh (previously McNeill) whose son went to school with Shane when they were small and had lived up the road from us years ago. Very small world.
Poor thing!
The Storers and us separated here. They went off to explore the Eyre Peninsula, us with the intention of spending a couple of days somewhere there beachside.
Health food for the trip
Stop no 2: Nullarbor roadhouse & Head of the Bight
It was far too cold for whale watching but we had to. They come so close to the shore - amazing. Beautiful spot.
Then we headed for home - the weather forecast wasn't going to let us stay under canvas any longer so we are saving it for later.
There we are, Murphy's are done. Hope the rest of the travellers are continuing to have a fantastic holiday (even though we are jealous and hate them!) Keep the updates coming guys!
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