The dichotomy of our next night’s accommodation struck me as hilarious as we pulled into a caravan park near Yanakie on Sunday night. We’d had another long day of driving, due partly to our late start (the apartment was too nice to leave before enjoying breakfast with a view). Later we stopped at Lakes Entrance, for a view of the Pacific Ocean and a chance to dip our toes in the water along Ninety Mile Beach.
At one third the cost and one third the space, we found a place to stay on Corner Inlet that night. Though we took it in stride when we realized that most cottages in the area were full, we were happy to find accommodation with ocean access, even if it was in a caravan park.
Our rented single-wide was furnished, but sparingly, and smelled old and closed-up. But the heat worked, and the neighbor kids running around in their nappies didn’t seem too interested in what we city folks were up to. The sun was setting, wind blew through our hair, crabs ran at our feet, waves crashed on the inlet shore-- a relaxing stroll on the beach to end our long day on the road was just what I needed.
Aussie Word of the Day: caravan = trailer (in case you hadn’t figured that out yet)
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