This Saturday night's feeble attempt to do something productive while still feeling sore about being left in SG:
ON THE FINAL-EST DAY of one of my favourite trips -
Marakoopa Caves. They weren't kidding when they said it was going to be 9 degrees celsius and ridiculously cold. I really need to start heeding advice more often.
Lunch at the queen of all #cafegoals, serving amazing food with 10/10 service - Marakoopa Cafe.
Stress-drove the entire way to Cradle Mountain 'cos we were running out of fuel and it was a PH in Aussie (who knew) so nothing was bloody open and for at least an hour I thought we were just going to be left on the mountain with no petrol and a bag of chips to share for the rest of the night. But I guess I must have done something right at some point in my life because there was a mini petrol station at the Cradle Mountain service centre (!!!!!!!)
But I ended up leaving my sunglasses in the shuttle bus after that so............. you win some you lose sum but at least I didn't have to spend the night fending off wolves and sharing ONE bag of chips.
We took a 2h hike around Dove Lake but it honestly felt like 3. Also mostly my fault cos I walk at the speed of the-opposite-of-light, was complaining about the heat AND cold (?? Geez Tasmania), was hungry, was thirsty, was tired, and took about 200 photos.
My bank account is still struggling to serve my emotional needs (impulse shopping), but absolutely no regrets for this stunner.