Facebook is being a pain. For some reason, I’m having trouble uploading pictures from my latest trip to Horsham. Currently it only works if I gradually add less than 10 pictures at a time. Which, I would like to add, is painfully tedious given the fact that I have over a hundred photos I would like to put up. Rah.
Anyway, our trip started with me and Hills heading down to the city at 3.30am in the morning. It’s because the day we were suppose to leave is a Sunday and they only have the 5am/6am buses on weekdays, we had to take the late night buses (the public transport system here is stupid). Since we had to leave the house at 3ish, and we usually go to bed at like, 1 or 2ish, we decided that we’ll just stay up watching Supernatural rather than sleep. We reached the city at about 4am, and headed off to the Pancake Kitchen to kill time and grab something to eat. Our bus leaves for Horsham at 7.20am, so yeah, we had heaps of time to kill.
Had awesomely delicious pancakes surrounded by drunk people. Texted AM (who was feeling much better from glandular fever now), who was also drunk and was walking back from the pub. Being drunk, his texts didn’t really make any sense. He was still spelling pretty well (I know a few people who can’t spell while they were drunk. Makes communicating difficult, obviously) but the content didn’t connect very well. So Hills and I were going ‘What? What is he trying to say?’ most of the time and figured that we’ll just ask him when we arrived at Horsham and that he should be sober by then.
I konked out in the bus for most of the ride. Arrived in Horsham in the afternoon and spent the rest of the day just hanging out at AM’s place. Spacing out most of the time because of the lack of sleep. The next day, we trooped down to AM’s grandparents’ farm to pick up an orphaned lamb whose mother got killed by crows. The lamb spent two nights with us, and it was brought around to the childcare centres for visits. After that AM’s grandfather came to pick it up again.
When J finally arrived, we went off to Sovereign Hill, which is in Ballarat. It’s a small town which used to be a gold mine of some sort.
It was a pretty cool place as it was like it was frozen in the olden times with all the old townhouses, they even had people dress up. And the shopkeepers were dressed in clothes from the olden times too. We wandered around the place, popping in and out of the shops. Visiting an underground mine… It was an interesting day.
They even let you try to look for your own gold in the mine. We tried, but obviously failed. We only tried for like, two minutes anyway. Hahaha. Spent the entire day at Sovereign Hill before heading back again.
The follow day, Hills and I went hiking with AM’s parents. Hills picked out a route and AM’s parents drove us up to the Grampians. On the way there, Hills was point out to me on the map where we were going and stuff. And I was reading the descriptions of the Grampians, however, for some reason the both of us didn’t bother to read the description for the route Hills had chosen. And apparently there were different grades of the different routes (easy, medium, hard) and the route Hills had chosen was a hard one which involved rock scrambling (which is rock climbing but without the safety ropes). We only found out that it was graded hard after we finished the ‘hike’. It was fun anyway, and AM’s mum was swearing at every steep ascend and descend we came upon. Hilarious. Hills and I enjoyed it so much, we’ve decided we might actually do rock scrambling again.
After the first route that Hills chose, we went on to two other routes and this time AM’s parents made sure they were graded easy. Easy consisted of flat land and gradual slopes. One of the routes led on to another route, which involved rock scrambling, and Hills and I wanted to go. Unfortunately, it was too late as the climb would probably take us about 2 hours to get to the top and down again, and we had to head back before it got dark.
And given that it’s winter now, it gets pretty dark by five. And hiking in the dark… not exactly a good idea.
And you know how Australia has a gaint everything? We have a gaint rocking horse in South Australia. On the way back from the Grampians we drove past the gaint Koala.
Australia also has a gaint lobster, banana… and I can’t remember what else. But yeah, they have the weirdest ‘gaint’ stuff. Hahaha.
Spent the car ride back to Adelaide with me and Hills trying to tell J and AM that it’s hard to hear them over the music playing since the speakers were at the back. They tend to turn the music up and then wonder why the both of us at the back weren’t taking part in the conversation.