The Great Ocean Road

In life, we all make journeys, some long, some short;
some far away, some just nearby;
some will be quickly forgotten, and some will be duly remembered.
This is one such memorable trip,
for otherwise, how could this be called The Great Ocean Road.

Tow-kay.. that's the name of this place; actually it's called Torquay. It's very very windy over there, Papa's hair gel could not withstand the rushing winds, it's so windy that it felt cold even under the sun. But otherwise, the view's fantastic (although it didn't show from my face..).

Crows and mynahs are about the only birds I get to see back home.
Over here, seagulls are everywhere!

Mama's forced-smile ... we had to make a stop
because I was throwing a tantrum in the car which almost drove Mama crazy.

White fluffy clouds, blue foamy ocean and the destination in sight
Apollo Bay just straight ahead.



This is the park connector that lies between the beach and the road.
You can see the bushes at the edge of the park, the beach is just behind that.



Papa and Mama had the best fish, scallops and chips at the Fish Cafe there. It was so popular that there was hardly anyone at the other restaurants.I was only interested in the chips. I learnt something recently, "flake", the most common fish for fish n chips in Australia,is actually a type of shark (dogfish)...

After a night's rest at Apollo Bay, we headed out early in the morning to see the magnificent Twelve Apostles.







Mama, me and my smelly bolster posing for a picture at the Twelve Apostles Lookout.