Everything had gone smoothly until we arrived in Brisbane, as I mentioned we had started our trip with a visit to NZ. We were checked very thoroughly by the Australian Ministry of Agriculture and our bags were examined minutely by a very polite official. Our tent was just about to come out of its bag, when we managed to convince the Official it was unused and she sent us on our way. Even with the slight delay we were processed quickly, politely and with no fuss to enter Australia. Then, there waiting for us at the Arrivals barrier was my friend, Wayne. His cheerful smile, the same as ever was; just the ticket.
Having explained that the trip had been carefully panned, I had booked a hire car for the morning and we arrived in the evening. Luckily, in just the time it took for us to have a coffee and a chat, the rental company had organised another vehicle. A Subaru Outback, that's it in the photo. It was very nice to drive a brand new car when the one I have at home is more than ten years old - don't let her know I said that though.
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