The Anchorage, Metung Victoria, Australia

We made our escape and powered on. We learned a few things on this leg of the trip:

1. Australians will tow almost anything behind their cars

2. Australians like to camp out at camp grounds regardless of location

3. There are roadsigns every few kilometers stating that micro-sleep kills and that you should pull over now and take a rest (even if there is no where to pullover)

As you can imagine after our Tilba experience there was a red flag on the playing field. We decided to write it off as an aberration and lucky for us thats all it was. Metung is a tiny lake side town along the western shores of a chain of lakes that are between 3 rivers and the ocean. Geographically speaking the unique area was formed by sand building up and creating these lakes where there was previously only ocean. We entered the area in a town called . . . . wait for it . . . . Lakes Entrance. I am not pulling your leg. This seems to be an Aussie thing, naming a place for what it is. Go figure. The Anchorage in Metung was everything we expected in a B&B. Our hostess Trish was fantastic. I will always remember Trish because she said that the state of Victoria was the NANNY state. I will always remember her husband because he owns a mint condition 1957 Triumph. All is now well in the world for our intrepid travelers. The bad dream of Tilba is pushed into the dark recesses of our minds to be saved for BLOGing. Metung is just the perfect lakeside town especially if you like to be out on the water.