And there you have it …

34,000 km and 334 nights.

We didn’t know where we were going most of the time but driving on the road to nowhere turned out to be great fun.   It’s time to get back to normality and working for a living.   Sigh.

Signing off from the Big Lap Blog.  Jonathan, Ann and Winston.

Now where can we go in the Easter break …

All good things must come to an end

Our tenants were due to vacate the house at the end of February and we had taken up an offer by our lovely friend Sue to live in her fully furnished downstairs flat for 5 weeks.  While we were still at Maurie’s, our letting agents told us that the tenants had found a new rental and we could move back home on Friday the 19th January.  School started back on the 17th so this suited us perfectly.

We decided to camp up for two days at Baden Powell Park in Samford.  It was a bit strange starting back at work and still being in the campervan.  I think Winston was trying to process being back on familiar territory and seeing familiar faces.

Thursday night we camped up in our back garden, ready for Jonathan to do the handover with the real estate agents Friday morning.

so close!

We opened up the shed doors with some trepidation, wondering whether critters might have got in and ruined some of our belongings but everything was in perfect condition.  Jonathan spotted a snake in the bushes which might have kept the rats and mice away thankfully.

It was good to see that while I was at work, the boys were prioritising the important things to unpack.  Winston was almost hyperventilating at the sight of all the toys he’d left behind.


The Hinterland and more partying

We decided to end our trip with a little tour of the Pottsville Hinterland.  Winston had perked up no end after the shock of being taken to the vet, helped by the postie delivering a present from his Aunty Joan in the UK.

Thanks Aunty Joan – I’m glad someone loves me.
Murwillumbah Showgrounds with views of Mt Warning

Murwillumbah has a great little farmers’ market every Wednesday and I bought some very tasty buffalo rissoles from a local butcher.

The town of Nimbin is well known amongst backpackers.  It is best described as an ‘alternative lifestyle’ town.

Then it was back to Maurie’s for birthday party number 2.