I've been writing about this road trip for a month, and I'm kind of done with it. So, I am going to bullet point the rest of the road trip.
Monday:
-Got up early
-Went to mechanic (ate yogurt)
-Left Exmouth
-Had the first morning of a REAL road trip (ie: singing loudly, dancing, taking
rando picturs, etc)
-Arrived in Coral Bay (ate carrots at our campsite)
-Went to the clearest/bluest/most beautiful beach I have EVER seen
-Almost ran through a patch of sting rays (Megan saved us)
-Sun bathed
-Sarah chased a seagull,unsuccessfully (one of my favorite stories, ask me about
sometime!!)
-The same seagull stole Jess' top ("I don't know, can't rememba...")
-Made sausages, beans, potatoes for dinner
-Megan and Jen took scalding showers (in salt water)
-Jess had another fabulous quote "There are more stars on our side" when making a
point about where we should sit
-Played on the round-about thing ("Mess with my TOMS, I'll mess with your face."
Tuesday:
-Got up early
-Had another great morning of driving (minus the fact our van was sucking more
than usual)
-Drove on the wrong side of the road so that we could drive next to the other van
-Again, lots of singing, dancing, picture taking
-Stopped for lunch in Carnavon (Diet Coke refueling)
-Left Carnavon...and made it 15 minutes down the highway
-Van wouldn't go faster than 50 kph
-Van filled with smoke and burning smell (our seats were right above the engine...)
-Found out that our rental company had an expired membership with roadside
assistance
-Found out we had a burned out clutch
-"Towed" back to Carnavon
-Jen, Megan, and I sat in the car park at the Mechanic's for 3 hoursand sang
loudly to angry music (we also drank a lot of Diet Coke)
-We were told our van wouldn't be repaired until Friday, the mechanic had no idea
what was wrong with it (or how to fix it)
-Cried a lot, terminated our contract for the van, and got a ride into town
-Found out we were stranded in the crime capital of Western Australia
-Bought 3 Greyhound bus tickets for 3:40 am Wednesday morning
-Sarah, Jeni, and I slept in a nice, random woman's cabin since all 6 of us
wouldn't fit in one van
Wednesday:
-Caught Greyhound bus at 3:40 am
-Experienced the longest 13 hours of my life
-8 screaming children who beat each other, spit on each other, and ran up and down
aisle
-Realized the woman next to us was rolling her own smokes (hopefully tobacco?)
-Jen and I watched the people in front of us meet, fall in love, and (I'm pretty
sure) decide to get married
-Jen and I discovered Megan sleeps with her eyes OPEN
-We took pictures, lots of pictures
-Almost missed the bus at a bathroom break because we had to buy more Diet Coke
-Got picked up from the bus station
-Made it back to Cat's alive
And that was my road trip. It was a disaster and we lost a ton of money, but looking back on it I'm glad it didn't go smoothly. How boring would that have been if all had gone to plan? I mean, all 6 of us survived and I think our friendship is a lot stronger because of it! I know that in 20 years when I look back at my semester in Perth I'll still remember this road trip and all the craziness. It's a great story, at least 85% of the things we experienced was straight out of a movie.
However, this weekend Jeni and I are headed back up to Exmouth to do some more diving and the other girls are going to Margaret River...as much fun as we had, hopefully "Road trip: Round 2" goes better. Fingers crossed the stories are just as good, without the almost dying and losing all our money parts. That would be nice.
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