Great Ocean Road and Grampians Ntl. Park
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After two nights of raves, I spent a lot of time resting on Sunday. I badly needed that, but the result of all the sleeping during the day is that I lay awake in night, unable to sleep. And when I finally fell asleep, Monday morning got around the corner really really early. I had to get up though as I booked a Wildlife Tour, who would pick me up from my hostel at 7:20. Ouch. Originally I booked a three day tour, but since I was the only one, they transferred me to a 2-day tour instead. As I got onto the bus, everyone was fairly quiet. Obviously I wasn't the only one who had had a short night. After picking up some other passengers, including a Dutch family, we set out to Torquay. We had tea and coffees above
Bill led us along the
I have never flown in a helicopter before, but I like it! It’s so peaceful to be up there and just hanging there. Maybe that’s partly because of the gigantic headphones that cancel out a lot of noise. You gently take off and before you know you’re 200 meters up in the sky. We made our way to the end of the apostles, turned around, lowered a bit and made our way across again. One word, Awesome. Note the capital A too. But of course, once you’re up there it had to happen: the batteries of my camera failed. Ah well, that’s technology for you I guess. I still got some decent shots, so no worries there. Although it’s a really short flight, I can recommend it to anyone. Well worth my money.
Things to do before I die: helicopter flight: check
We continued the tour and arrived in the
The second day we set out early to some scenic lookout points over the park, had some short bushwalks and went to the base of
The coach bus driver was a bit of a Nazi though. As soon as we got on the bus, he explained all his rules to us. We were not allowed to do this, this and that, and certainly we were not allowed to eat hot food, as people would surely get sick of the smell.. Righto. Would have been alright if we hadn’t just bought our warm lunches. Just stating the rules was not enough, and he went on trying to scare us in his creepy slow way of talking.
'So... If I were you.
And repeat that several times during the six hour bustrip. Another one I love: 'I didn't make the rules... You know... I'm just... Enforcing them... Yes?' We survived the bustrip and arrived in Adelaide where Alicia Genet picked me up. Alicia is the daughter of Marijke Genet, and as I am a Genet too, we're somehow related. Don't ask me how though, hell if I understand. Just weeks before I departed Holland, my mum told me we had family down in Adelaide. A week ago I got the right emailaddress and mailed them wether they would have time to show me around the city. Marijke replied that she was happy to host me for a couple of days, so that was pretty awesome. Alicia showed me around Adelaide and we had a nice dinner and some drinks afterwards. We then drove to Marijke's place where she welcomed me in her house. How wicked is it to have family all over the world!