Just to prove to Mandy we aren't all straight lines and crisp intersections, the melalucas at Anglesea are just some of the best things.
With more twists in them than the road we took to Ballarat, we'll remember the couple of days we spent under them quite fondly.
Sleeping under a roof tonight.
On a bed.
The walls aren't flapping with each gust of breeze.
Strange.
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