Sydney

I left Melbourne in an alcohol haze that would have left even Led Zeppelin dazed and confused. I also left minus my mobile phone and with a sizeable cut to my bottom lip...
I now know that I left my phone in a taxi somewhere but my lip damage remains a mystery. I have to tell people that I fell in the shower, but that's the oldest and worst excuse in the book. Only marginally better than "I have absolutely no idea...".

Melbourne was great, didn't see that much, but after scooting around 15,000km it was nice just to sit on my arse for a couple of days and chill out. Thanks to my great host Amy, who showed me the sights and sounds of Melbourne - including the Neighbour's cul-de-sac and the school Kylie used to attend (ok, it was beside a bottle shop, so we were driving by anyway). It's also her fault that I got so hammered on Saturday night :)

Last couple of days in Oz, before I head off down the yellow brick road to Auckland.