Day 27: Nangus or Gundagai

O10/4/14. Celia

Today we woke up in our tents and while we packed up got bitten by heaps and heaps and heaps and heaps and heaps and heaps and heaps and heaps of ants. It was raining like MAD. Noah and I kept dry in the car while everyone else packed up the tents. Then they relished they had camped on an ants nest. No wonder! Then Linda, mum, Noah, and I jumped in the support car that stays in front of Dad and Daniel walked in the rain. And the person driving the support car behind the walkers was Majid, playing music. Now there is something I should tell you about Majid Is that wherever we are going, ( Oura, Wagga, Gundagai,) whatever we are doing, ( driving car, eating lunch, toileting, making fire putting up tents, eating dinner) now do this sum in your head: Majid: M. Phone: P. Playing music: ...         M+ P=...

Majid, playing music
   Majid, playing music
         Majid, playing music 
              Majid, playing music
           Majid, playing music
      Majid, playing music

In the car, I had a huge headache. Car makes me feel bad. So I went to walk in the rain with dad and Daniel. Walking in rain makes me feel good.

walked about 5ks and Noah walked 1/2 ks. Then we got to Nangus. We couldn't stay there because all there was, was a milkbar and a wine/beer shed and 2 toilets. So we drove up to Gundagai and decided to walk from Nangus to Gundagai the following day. We went to a cafe and ate soup and wandered about town. Mum couldn't stop talking about the coin laundry and we got stuck at an op shop. Then we went to the house where Linda, majid, and Daniel were staying. We had a chat. Then went to the motel that was booked for us and set up. We went back to the house where the guys were staying and ate dinner. Daniel's toenail wobbled like a tooth that was about to come out and I couldn't look at it. We went back to our motel and slept. Zzzzzzzzzzzzzo 

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