Platypuslessness
May 15th 2006 Seemed as though my urine smelled of Riesling this morning but I could have been mistaken.
The journey to Kangaroo Island involved first a 1.75 hour coach ride to Cape Jervis then a ferry to Penneshawe, which was distinguished purely by an enormous sausage roll and a dolphin sighting on the ferry. The man from Budget car rental was there to meet me, dangling the keys to a Nissan Pulsar, help
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