where thoughts materialise.

So we're into the sixth version of my blog after the last version hung around for a year or so.

Now, a bit of info on this image. This photo was taken one lovely spring afternoon, featuring the iconic Old Well from the UNC Chapel Hill campus. I would like to think of this image as a tribute to my time in UNC Chapel Hill, the awesome friends I made and the memories I now hold dear.

A milestone in my life indeed.

I've dropped the tagboard cos its useless and taking eons to load. But thanks to Angela who helped me set it up, I still do like and will miss the pink interface.

So yeah, it's the sixth one you fellas!

Yours.

27 April 2008

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Saturday, December 04, 2004

Day 2 of the tour was a tiring one. It was the day we visited the Great Ocean Road, one of the best ocean scenic drives in possibly, the world.
Do feel free to expand the photos, some of them may be quite small.

A picture I took in the city near the place we waited for the bus to arrive. I just thought its nice, nothing significant about it.
We left Melbourne city right about 8am and so, the journey commences.

Afetr 2 hours of travelling, we arrive at the town of Torquay. This place is famed to be the birth place of many surf brands we know today. We visited Bells Beach, where the annual Rip Curl Cup is held every Easter.

And this, is a little something for you guys. We stopped along the road cos our bus driver spotted a koala bear amongst the trees. So there, you tell me where it is. Where's Wally.

Noon, and we pull in at Apollo Bay, a little tourist town where we had lunch. Set amongst rolling hills and the sea just in front of these shops, it was a quaint and relaxing afternoon out.

Then after we went to the Otway Treetop Walk. Towering trees and giant ferns. Well, I wasn't especially excited but it's nature at its overwhelming's best.

A typical sight of our bus journeys i wanted you guys to see. Clear skies, cool air. Fields and fields that stretch into nothingness, sometimes scattered with herds of sheep. That's the outback for you. Its tellytubby land - extended. Certainly a sight we never get to see at home. Something about this expanse entralls me.

As the afternoon wears on, we finally reach the highlight of the tour at around 4pm - The 12 Apostles.

It was a magnificent sight to behold. It seemed that these images only appeared on postcards or glossy photobooks, but now, it's all before me. My mind started ticking and twitching with all thet geog info I studied back in RV and NJ. That was disgusting but I couldn't help it.

And yes, there were only 9 stacks and stumps out there, not 12. I wonder where the other 3 went. I remember the bus driver telling us that this attraction was originally called the Sow and her piglets - or something to that extent. Officials thought it was such a crude name and thought of this one, a more refined name suited to this splendour.

We were lucky that the sun shone so brightly that time, cos it drizzled when we were doing the treetop walk. The sun ray's reflection upon the ocean made the sea sparkle to brightly, it was simply, awe inspiring.

Like all tours, one hour at the 12 apostles is never enough but we had to leave. I must return again, spending more time, absorbing all that nature has to offer. A short 10 minute ride away, we arrived at Loch Ard Gorge.

Another postcard destination. Geography notes coming to life if you want to think of it that way. We were not satisfied admiring the gorge from the top of the cliff so we went down, right to its foot and at the edge of the beach.

Loch Ard Gorge got its name after the ship Loch Ard shipwrecked and all its crew and passengers drowned except for two. A guy and a gal. So titanic, but anyway, the guy helped the gal back to shore and carried her up the cliff to safety.

It was beautiful. Seriously, my words here do not do justice to what I actually saw. Australia's all about its vastness and nature at its unspoilt best (i hope), and this was overpowering. Perhaps the concept of vastness has never been applied in Singapore, so i was quite taken aback.

A 3 hour bus ride later, we arrived back in Melbourne city at 9pm, had dinner with my sister's friend, played daytona at a arcade, bought breakfast for the next day at 7-11's (jess, our froot loops!) and went home.

Day 3 would see us visiting Grampian National Park, yet another natural spectacular.

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Anyway, I hate doing narratives, but its a necessary bore, its a tour after all.

I'll be running my first ever marathon tomorrow. I'm praying i do not die halfway.
Till then, gotta run now.

nimgnoy let the night fall at 1:43 PM

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