Killing Time

The journey to Byron Bay begins. Oh, we had high hopes; the 14 hours will just fly by...

We listened to music, read books, played games and watched movies. I managed about half an hours sleep.

It still felt like hell. In the back of my mind was the fact that we had to repeat this trip in a few days.

For the love of God, get me off this train!

Ignore my ghostly SP.