Where was I? Ah yes, Erin being inconsiderate and feeling light headed and ill. So, like a responsible parent, I sent Becky off up the mountain alone to meet with Nathan, who by now was worried that we had been eaten by wild dingos or attacked by emus.
I stayed with Erin. When she was suitably recovered, we made our way back up... Very slowly. To be honest, I was half expecting to have to catch her as she collapsed a third of the way up but luckily nothing so dramatic. And all the while, the sun is beating down. When we eventually got back to the car, the temperature was climbing up through the thirties! With the air conditioning blasting out at full capacity, we drove to Wentworth village to get something to eat. Admittedly by now it was nearly 3.00pm but even so, the 'closed' sign on the door of the village cafe was a real slap in the face - and that's putting it politely.
There was nothing else for it.
McDonalds it was.
As we drove up to the Golden Arches, the temperature was 42 degrees. Trust me, that feels pretty warm.
Anyway, enjoy the piccies and lots of love.
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