Smash somehow woke us up from the comfort of our cozy bed at the Rasmussen abode at 5am (yes, 5am!) and we left Ian to sleep in and got on the road super early to tackle our 902km day. Trundle napped and Smash drove us out to Seymour where we met the highway up north. A couple of stops here and there for food and drink but mostly non stop up to Canberra. Very very strange as we hit the ACT and rounded the corner to see Black Mountain Tower sitting on the horizon, but super exciting to be back and have reached full circle.
We had some down time with family and the boys and recovering from the drive, and met back up again to do some unpacking. Taking out the platform one last time was a little sad but hilarious to see how much stuff we’d managed to lug along with us for the duration of the trip and to appreciate the tetris style packing we’d somehow put together. We both felt a little overwhelmed with the stuff and separated various bits and pieces and tried to remember where various bits we’d sent home earlier in the year had ended up! Smash took her load of bits home to sort through and Trundle repacked bits and pieces into boxes and enjoyed the strange and unfamiliar feeling of driving the Renault without its load in the back – like a race car! After everything was sorted, it was all about adjusting – no more having our possessions readily available in the back of the car, having to choose from a whole wardrobe of clothes rather than just putting on the same shorts and shirt combination that had worked so well for 4 and a half months, socialising with other humans, dealing with Canberra drivers over the Christmas season (the worst), not having a tent to pack up every night, being able to bake and dealing with the overwhelming choice of food options now that we have proper refrigeration, and many more bizarre adjustments that we’re still racking up as we go.