just in case you missed it here it is again
Next stop was not on the itinerary but I have to say Mittagong is an interesting Place.
Why are we in Mittagong??????
We had a narrow escape at 3am, on the twice paid for highway, with a wombat. The wombat came off second best but we were stranded on the side of the road with no front on our car and a front wheel that refused to co operate. Plus a whole bunch of girls requiring to answer the call of nature. While the girls were relieving themselves, Shaun phoned a tow truck company to come and collect the car and tow it into downtown Mittagong.
The tow truck operator was terrific, he loaded the car onto his truck and all of us into the cab and took us to marvellous Mittagong (very exciting to travel in a big truck). Whilst he attended to paper work, we unloaded all of our belongings making the parcels as easy to carry as possible for all members of the family. This was a disaster and we had to pull together.
We walked the main street from 5am waiting for a hire car agency to begin operations at 6am, only to be told the agency wasn't opening for business until 8am. So more walking around until
8am only to be told there were no cars available as they all had to go to Sydney.
So next discussion was around how we were going to continue our journey to Canberra.
The bus pulled in at 9am but there was no guarantee that we would be able to get seats. The next option was the train, which was to leave at 9:30am. So Shaun booked the tickets and came back to the car hire agency to collect us. I had managed to stopped whinging by this stage. Thank god he is such a patient man, he has such a lot to put up with and finds that parking us somewhere and going off and doing things by himself is the best option.
We got a taxi to go to the train station, and what an interesting experience that was. As the taxi hadn't familiarised himself with the layout of the train station, he dropped us on the wrong side of the tracks and we had to carry everything over an overpass. On the way to the train station the driver undertook a number of interesting maneuvers on any side of the road that took his fancy, and didn't seem to have any idea of the road rules that state "thou shalt stay on your own side of the road". However, he did help us unload the car at the station, so snaps for the taxi driver.
The train pulled out of Mittagong station with all of us on board. We settled down to a two hour journey. We were all very tired by this stage and with the man behind snoring and the announcements on 'the next train station is', no one got any rest.
Why are we in Mittagong??????
We had a narrow escape at 3am, on the twice paid for highway, with a wombat. The wombat came off second best but we were stranded on the side of the road with no front on our car and a front wheel that refused to co operate. Plus a whole bunch of girls requiring to answer the call of nature. While the girls were relieving themselves, Shaun phoned a tow truck company to come and collect the car and tow it into downtown Mittagong.
The tow truck operator was terrific, he loaded the car onto his truck and all of us into the cab and took us to marvellous Mittagong (very exciting to travel in a big truck). Whilst he attended to paper work, we unloaded all of our belongings making the parcels as easy to carry as possible for all members of the family. This was a disaster and we had to pull together.
We walked the main street from 5am waiting for a hire car agency to begin operations at 6am, only to be told the agency wasn't opening for business until 8am. So more walking around until
8am only to be told there were no cars available as they all had to go to Sydney.
So next discussion was around how we were going to continue our journey to Canberra.
The bus pulled in at 9am but there was no guarantee that we would be able to get seats. The next option was the train, which was to leave at 9:30am. So Shaun booked the tickets and came back to the car hire agency to collect us. I had managed to stopped whinging by this stage. Thank god he is such a patient man, he has such a lot to put up with and finds that parking us somewhere and going off and doing things by himself is the best option.
We got a taxi to go to the train station, and what an interesting experience that was. As the taxi hadn't familiarised himself with the layout of the train station, he dropped us on the wrong side of the tracks and we had to carry everything over an overpass. On the way to the train station the driver undertook a number of interesting maneuvers on any side of the road that took his fancy, and didn't seem to have any idea of the road rules that state "thou shalt stay on your own side of the road". However, he did help us unload the car at the station, so snaps for the taxi driver.
The train pulled out of Mittagong station with all of us on board. We settled down to a two hour journey. We were all very tired by this stage and with the man behind snoring and the announcements on 'the next train station is', no one got any rest.
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