After a certain incident which meant we had to drive out of NSW quicker than the speed of lightning, whilst remaining within the speed limit, we were relieved to arrive in Victoria and stopped practically at the first town we met, which was Mallacoota.
Not sure what it was, but this place just had a certain eerieness about it. A bit like the land that time forgot. We were checked in to the motel by misery guts and lead to our room which I'm sure resembled the Psycho set! Deciding we needed some refreshements after our drive, we set off to find the bottle shop, which just happened to be a back room in the local pub. As were stolled past the yocals erm I mean locals, we were the lucky recipients of various invitations to stay and have a few drinks with the local talent, which we graciously declined, we'd had enough excitement for one day. Oh well, tomorrow was another day,
