Friday, July 9, 2010

Roadstop near Cocklebiddy to Norseman pub.

I had the best night sleep for days and woke up for some nice bacon and eggs at 7:15 and packed up and left at 8:45. We set our watches back an hour and a half and set off for Eyre bird observatory. We all expected it to be realy official and have a bird show but it was just two volunteers living at the old telagraph station for a few months. They were realy nice and we had a long chat about the history of the area and then went on a little walk around the area thats ment to take 45 minutes but e did it in 5. We saw about 10 birds all up which we weren't expecting and on the way out we chatted with the couple about our land rover and there land rover.

On the way to Norsseman Jordan felt like vommting and did without warning half out the window and half in the car. It was realy disgusting and she even managed to get some on her back. We stopped to wipe her down and two trucks came by and honked there horns when we weren't ready so we almost jumped so high that we lost balance and nearly fell on the road. We got back in the vommit smelling car and drve the 60km to Norseman where we went in the pub and got a room. The room only had a double and a single so dad had to go all the way back down and get a room for Jordan and I. We had showers and tried to eat massive pizzas in the pub but we could only eat half and Jordan was feeling to sick to eat. Finally we went to bed in our first real bed for days.

2 comments:

  1. Thanks for all the excellent vomit details Jack, you painted a glorious picture! I could almost smell it! I'd complained to your Mum that we hadn't had any youngster input but you've obviously been doing a lot of writing but it didn't appear until hours after Mum's. Til now the last one had been Sunday. Hope the bed was comfy. Carolyn

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  2. Still love hearing your version of things Jack...I always get a laugh!! Keep the stories coming. Have fun on the Gumbarrel!!!!!!! Miss you. So does Jet Love Lisa xxxxxxx

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