It's taken us a while to get going, only now finishing navigating Swan Hill's badly planned streets. Another cool day outside, the van's already warm and the prickly heat's spreading up my legs from the engines comforting vibrations. The van smells like home, slightly damp warmed up carpet! We listen to our mp3 player on the slightly crackly stereo and I bite my lip resisting the urge to sing along and ruin another good song.
