Poor old TC has been moulding away in a garage while I've been making my way round Sydney by bus, train and foot.

But after getting a phone call from a girl I used to work with at the internet cafe (Amy) to tell me she was getting hitched, it was time to break out the sweet little engine that could, and hit the road north to Brisbane.

Krys has made a tough decision that she is gonna go back home to Canada to get the medical attention she needs and will then try to make it back here before her visa runs out to see more of the country. She was right up for getting a away from it all and a chance to see a bit more of Oz. She's left her nanny position and has not yet confirmed her flight home, so had no urgency to get back.

Now that I've finished the call centre work, I left the hotel and am homeless and jobless again and once more living out of a backpack - and dagnammit, it feels good to be on the road again!

So there we were - 2 girls with their entire lives packed into the little TownCar of Destiny - it's a miracle the wheels didn't fall off. You'd think backpackers could live without straighteners and hairdryers wouldn't you? Well you'd be wrong!

Neither of us had jobs, homes, or anyplace to go to - so we did the sane and sensible thing and decided to point the car north and drive off into the sunrise.