It is no fun being squashed in a suitcase and stowed in the hold of an aeroplane for 2 hours, but I didn't want to miss a trip to South Australia and Lake Eyre. It was Ann's birthday trip and I wasn't going to miss it, so I climbed into Diane's suitcase and suffered being bent in half all the way to Adelaide and Pt Augusta. I was glad when we arrived and I could get out and have a good stretch and see all my old wrinkly friends again.
Happy birthday Ann! I was decked out as a tourist and ready for this trip.
The motel staff wouldn't give me a chair at Pt Augusta but at least it was cool on the floor.