The day of Nina's departure saw me, bags in hand, getting on the train at 9am to visit Marshall station. I was to spend the remainder of my time in Australia with the wonderful Gabs, take a deep breath, my Grandad Fuller's cousin, so my second cousin once removed. I think. She picked me up at the station and drove me to the brilliantly named Gingerbread cottage. No word of a lie, it looked like something out of Hans Christian Andersen as well, replete with woo...

It was a very emotional morning when we went to drop DARPA off - even more so as we appeared to be dropping her off at a graveyard for spaceships and there were no staff members around, all very strange. Nina rang up spaceships and they just told us to leave her there and drop the keys off in the letterbox. Not what we'd expected and a bit of an anti-climax to the DARPA adventure in all honesty. Having no staff members around also meant we were stuck in the ars...

We awoke to our first, and only, wet morning in DARPA. This made running for the showers and packing up interesting but sure enough we managed it and set off towards the Great Ocean Road, a 151 mile stretch of road along the South Eastern coast built by returned soldiers between 1919 and 1932, and is the world's largest war memorial; dedicated to casualties of WWI. Apparently, as one of the world's most scenic coastal drives it is on most people's bucket lists ...