When Murray and I first met, we discovered that we both wanted to go to Margaret River, looked around the bar, grabbed a couple of guys and said "Let's do it". To be honest, I had my doubts. Four dudes meant four people that weren't going to plan, wake up on time, and show up sober. And that's exactly what happened.
But by some miracle, we got to Budget, rented a car, loaded the trunk, and was on our way to our destination by 11am. Who the fuck were these people? I had about 30 hours to find out.
Murray (Scotland), Meng Hui (Singapore), ME (Canada), Atilla (Hungary), Atte (Finland)
Our first pit stop was at Miami Bakehouse. Apparently meat pies are somewhat of national dish in Australia. This little kiosk was situated in the middle of nowhere, but thank goodness it was because we were hungry!
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Classic Steak meat pie @ Miami Bakehouse |
3 guys, 1 girl, and a midget |
I woke up with vague memories of rolling around in the grass, harassing strangers, never-have-i-ever and skinny dipping, and there was sand all over my bed. We stopped by Evviva for breakfast and it was ridiculously expensive but I had been craving eggs benedict for a little while now... so goodbye $22.50
The most expensive eggs benedict I've ever had @ Evviva |
We went on a obligatory cave tour at Ngili Cave. It was meh.
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