Panorama Motor Inn
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This is where it all came together for me on the trip. As a group we headed out to Port Stephens (Which was around a 3 hour bus ride) and it was perfect for catching up on some shut eye. Since it was raining and pretty ****** weather the bus started to leak on many of the seats and of course I was one of the lucky ones J. It's ok since no one was sitting next to me I got to move over and avoid the leak while chatting with a few people I haven’t really spoken to ...
... becoming a genuine possibility.
By strange coincidence, Sam, who I'd stayed in touch with through my travels, was, as well as being a mining engineer, a licensed pyrotechnician. Not just any pyrotechnician though: a fireworks-master-hired-for-New-Years-Ev e-in-Newcastle-in-need-of-an-extra-assi stant, kind of pyrotechnician! And who was I? A young meandering Belgian headed south, in need of end-of-year plans and overwhelmingly capable of holding a fire extinguisher: ...
... We had a few last sights to see today in Newcastle. We caught the bus back to the station and walked around the coast to the lighthouse, we couldn't walk up to it but we walked further out to sea on the vista point and watched the huge ships coming and going. Walking back into town we stopped off on the main 'mall' area for a quick drink before catching a bus to the museum.
Getting off at the civic theatre we crossed the railway to the museum. There seemed to be ...
... for a five year visa which will allow us to travel in the USA for the period of eleven months.
Jump forward now nine hours, we have returned from Sydney and there are smiles all around in the Beach residence. Visa's successfully approved and now arrangements can be made.
To say I have been a little busy is an understatement, flights booked, travel insurance arranged, ...
... dream. The weather was a little overcast but it didn't bother me, I was happy enough just to be out and about. It is winter over in Australia now and any winter that feels like a warm English summer day is ok with me, even if the Aussies think it's freezing. When I finally made it back home, Mama Shar, the lovely lady who runs the hostel, had treated us to a little BBQ. I'd bought a bottle of wine at the shop, asked some guys if I could join them and settled down to a lovely ...