pilgrims on the journey of a narrow road

checked into a motel at bright. cool lively town, warm friendly people in the freezing cold. fantastic pub food. a night of bridge, mafia, jokes and fun. nearly got sabo-ed, saved by crooked specs. a symphony of snoring.

andrea's famous wake up call for the boys, cold water into marc's ears. hearty brunch that even jared couldnt finish, coffees. cargroup got swaped around. brave the cold, and up hotham we go. snow chains hired. friendlyfluffy & naked(but not hot)boys in the snow. snowball fights & table soccer. hot chocolates and beers. pictures and frozen fingers.

dinner plains.

God is so much bigger than i am, but He is with us always -

on the mountaintops & through the valleys.

omeo. spooky accom with dark corridors. nil tenants in sight but a strange loner indian man with a scarred face at the pub. cosy cabin at the caravans park instead. dinner at swift creek, pool & old school music from the jukebox. more mafia, more wine, more indomee. wicked massage parlour. a good night's sleep.

wherever i go, God you are with me.

i do not take these experiences for granted, thankyou.

the rocks will cry out to You in worship.

an eternity of glory & praises to You our King.

we wont stay silent anymore, we cant.

lakes' entrance after pies jamdonuts and custard tarts. many jump shots at the beach. andrea's red jacket on the pole, jared's slippers buried in sand. black swans, pelicans & chilling boat rides in the sun. fish and chips. long drive back. dinner at glenwaverly.

the hardest part of the roadtrip was saying goodbye.