Alan and I can't remember where we stayed that first night.
Today we have lunch at the Beauford pub then on to the Zero Inn at Nhill.
Saturday, 28 June 2014
On our way
Getting through the city of Melbourne is a nightmare. Interlinked freeways and tollways clogged with trucks and cars of every shape and size. We left after 9am to avoid the early morning workday rush but still managed to get caught up in traffic jams. Alan claims the Monash Freeway is a moving car park. So different to forty years ago, when we headed out of Melbourne at 5am with both boys snuggled in between us, their sleepy faces highlighted by the headlights of passing cars.
Alan and I can't remember where we stayed that first night.
Today we have lunch at the Beauford pub then on to the Zero Inn at Nhill.
Alan and I can't remember where we stayed that first night.
Today we have lunch at the Beauford pub then on to the Zero Inn at Nhill.
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Welcome to the life I happily left behind when commuting to work in South Melbourne. A hour or more in gridlock is a total waste of life, time one can never get back. Time when nothing can be done except listen to traffic reports, change plans and then listen to relaxing classical music. I fear what it will be like in another 40 years although I probably won't be around to see it, or if I am, I wont be driving in it.
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