Forster

We got to Forster yesterday via the scenic route - literally. We came in through the scenic "lakes way" which was a beautiful drive but ended up being really windy (as in bendy, not blowy) and bumpy - we really should have gone the main highway, but it seemed a good idea at the time.... I managed to rip one of our stabiliser feet off the caravan while doing a tricky manoeuvre on a rocky lay-by on the road. Not happy about that at all, but have managed to rig up something for now...

Not that we've seen too much of it, but the town here looks nice and sleepy - split in 2 by a big river, which is quite odd. When I say sleepy, in some ways it is - I went out looking to buy a couple of beers at 8.30pm last night, and nothing was open (apart from a petrol station or two, and the ubiquitous McDonalds - seemingly now a part of every town on the highway). The park we're at is pretty much in town, and backs onto some good looking mangroves. Perhaps unsurprisingly the mosquitoes are REALLY bad - I can't recall ever seeing so many. We are, as a result, bathing in RID whenever possible, so no need for deodorant!

Before leaving Sydney we managed to get Grace another car DVD player after the life-changing end-of-the-world-like failure of the other one. The result was a reasonably peaceful trip yesterday - excellent!