Our Great Ocean Adventure

This past weekend, we decided to surprise our dear friend, Lindsey, for her 23rd birthday. I saw somewhere online about these things called Wicked Campers. It's these hippy vans that have graffiti all over the sides, a kitchen in the back, beds and cots to sleep five. How incredible!

Sorry Lindsey! You look super high here. 

Needless to say, she was very surprised.

Chris was first to drive the dodgiest van ever made.

Just to make the Great Ocean Road drive harder, they gave us a manual car.

It was inappropriate of us not to play Muse once on the iPod.

Gorgeous weekend!

Our first stop was Torquay, a little town right near the beginning of the Great Ocean Road. We picked up the van in West Footscray, which is in the outskirts of Melbourne, and left for the road around 3:30. We got to Torquay around 5:30 and decided it was best that we stopped here for the night.

It was one of the best decisions we made.

Our lovely daughter, Megan.

And the German, Chris. 

The beach was beautiful.

...but Chris decided to soil it.

We made chili and set up our bunks. Yes, that's right. Two on top, three on the bottom. It made for a rough night.

This pretty much sums up our mornings.

Bacon on bacon on bacon.

Luckfungman, our new last name.

Breakfast on the beach.

I got to see my first lighthouse!

In grand style.

And our biggest landmark/stop was the Twelve Apostles. 

 

This is what I expected to see in Australia.

gnarly white hair.

Great people.

That night, we made Lindsey a Mexican fiesta at the quaint hostel we stayed at. It was such a great time sharing a meal with friends and having the comfort of a warm place to sleep.

Our lovely birthday girl.

My apparel for the weekend.

The next day, we made our way to a rainforest. It was a short walk, but still very captivating. 

Everyone was really tired by the last day.

Wild Koalas!

I never thought I'd be able to drive on the right side on the left side of the road. AND, it was a manual car. 

Megan is a thug.

On Monday, our last day on the Great Ocean Road, the sun was blaring and the scenery was unmatched. so many beautiful sights and sounds.

Lorne, Victoria.

We had to tag the van before we left. 

And of course, my personal one.

That weekend, I traveled with a group of friends and became close to them. We ate and drank together, we watched the stars together, and we grew together.