We found our hostel in Lorne in my travel book after we'd arrived in Melbourne. We just looked up a place that had a decent price and drove there. It ended up being the best place we stayed. We had our own little "studio" with a kitchen and food to make breakfast the next day. We loved the Waverley House!
Karen making breakfast.
Enjoying our delicious breakfast on a balcony with a nice view, pleasant weather, and birds chirping.
My very first backpacking trip. Special thanks to Mike for letting me borrow his backpack!
This photo was hanging in the hallway of the Waverly House. It's a photo of the Waverely House with....... the original occupants? I'm not sure about that...
We took a little scenic stop, and now I can't even remember the name of this stop. It's probably in my travel journal.
Yikes. I was in my rainbows and Karen was in her Jessica Simpson flats. I don't know why I remember that.
Sooo, Teddy's Lookout seemed like a nice place we'd wanna see. We followed this sign on this ridiculous hike (after all those steps, and still in our inappropriate footwear) and it just went to a street. I was so angry it was all for nothing.
And then we started driving to get on the road and saw another sign, with an arrow pointing he opposite direction. There was no tough hiking involved, and this amazing view was the result. (Yes, I changed shirts in the car. It was much warmer by that point. I had at least wardrobe changes this day.) The road below is the Great Ocean Road. Like PCH, but better.
Stopping at a little lookout. Yes, another outfit. I had a couple little sundresses so I needed to wear them when I could!
We starting seeing smoke that was in the direction we were driving, and suddenly were right next to the fire. We assumed it was controlled because there were no fire trucks around and no one seemed panicked.
Karen snapped this photo while I was apparently in deep thought.
The first bit of The Twelve Apostles.
After leaving The Twelve Apostles we started driving and seeing signs for other tourist sights. I told Karen I wanted to go see the blowhole. (This was, after all, our day to just see whatever we wanted as it came. Why not see a blowhole?)