A waterfall, near a town called waterfall. Who ever would have thought?!
We're driving up a windy hill, up and out of the Royal National Park, itchy and unclean but fresh after having spent a night in a secluded and simple cabin in the bush. I'm covered in all sorts of bites.
Nothing serious.
All annoying.
The air smells like banana's and a sweaty smell from the wet carpet behind my seat. The moon roof leaked last night in a torrential storm.
We're pleasantly warm, its slightly warmer in the car than outside although we've only been running for minutes.
