Van Diemens Land

After hanging around in Melbourne by the docks for several hours trying to avoid paying for a parking ticket we eventually queued up at 6pm to board the Spirit of Tasmania, 2 hours later after having our boot checked for illegl goods we drove into the ship along with two hundred other cars. As sad as it may seem I was actually quite exited about driving into the ferry, must be somthing to do with that shelterd life I lived in Wales.
The ferry set off exactly on time at 9pm arriving at Devenport 10 hours later at 7am. Being cheapo travellers we'd only booked a couple of seats so I ended up sleeping on the floor in between seats, I actually had a dream about not being able to walk properly and awoke to find it was because I'd been sleeping with my legs crossed and they'd lost all feeling.
We took a trip out to Stanley today to climb 'The Nut' which is kind of like Tasmania's version of Ayers Rock. In the half an hour it took to climb to the top and walk its perimeter the weather went from brisk but sunny to gale force winds and snow. We both came down with earache soaked to the skin wondering why on earth we bothered. After some lunch and a pot of tea it all seemed like a bit of fun.... to me anyway!