Ok so the night was not so good. The wind was really bad and kept coming down both the chimney and range-hood. This made some odd noises in the place that sounded like someone was still up. Both Sarah and me had weird dreams about ghosts and things that where not fun. I was up at 4:30am playing Zelda on my Gameboy. I got to another Dungeon :D was productive actually.
I finally got back to sleep. Sarah was up before me again, she was waiting very paciently as today was our trip to The Cadbury factory. Get up Get up Get up Get up Get up !!!
As we walked out of our place there was a guy having trouble putting a fridge onto his trailer. I offered to help and after lifting the fridge up and on the trailer we found out he owns the place. I said to him I thought the place was going to blow away. He then said he built the place... HA!
1 hour drive ahead of us. Apparently if you want to get anywhere in Tasmania you need to go through Hobart first. There is no Hobart bypass (if there was I would call it Hopass). So through the city centre we go again, so painful. Actually was not so bad as Sarah was driving.
Once arriving, we lined up (starting outside the door) and bought our tickets. We just missed out on the 1pm presentation. 1:30pm it is then. At the moment it's 12:30pm so the lady at the front suggested we check out the chocolate shop, how convenient. Sarah was well pleased with this and took no time in finding the shop doors. So confusing as it is, some stuff is more expensive here than at a normal shop? I guess because they have to ship.... wait, don't they make it here?... What? Why are they more expensive?
I purchased some dark chocolate with 85% cocoa and some white chocolate (that doesn't contain any cocoa, kinda). Sarah bought a few blocks of chocolate and some curley whirlys, pineapple chocolate and some twirls.
Through Hobart again and we decided to check out Wellington mountain. Most normal people would say Wellington Mountain was named after an explorer or someone important. Sarah asked me "does it look like a wellie?" me: "eeerrr whats a wellie?". After much laughter from my side of the car and some googleing, a "wellie" is a nickname for a English boot. Funny times. It wasn't named after a boot
So we climbed the boot and once getting out, there is a crisp temperature of 4c. The wind chill was even colder. Sarah drove up and was a little stressed, even though she was fantastic at getting us up there alive. The roads are very small and in some parts only one way. Thanks.
At the top, 20 minutes had passed, some lovely video footage and stunning pictures from Sarah we needed to head off. It was too cold. halfway back down the mountain the temperature read 8c. Once we reached the bottom, 12c.
On our travels Sarah would see a cherry's for sale sign and say "Cherry's?" to ask if I want cherry's. I would answer "Na" each time and to her it seems like I am abruptly saying Na!. She would then follow up with a "You are the worst person ever...". On the way back this time she says "Cherry's", I say "If you like" and skidded the car to a halt and turned into this fresh cherry's for sale place. She was shocked and did't really want cherry's but by the time she was saying "no no no no I don't want any" I was already out of the car. I bought her a 1kg bag of cherry's all to herself. Each sign after that she just smiled and never said "cherry's?" again.
Back to our place again and the rain and wind was set in again. We lite the fire up again and settled in to watch a few movie's. First off 'The kings speech', Second 'Rise of the Planet of the Apes' and finishing with 'You me and Dupree'. We have 8 cherry's left from the 1kg bag. Sarah has had a lot of fruit. does everyone know what fruit does to people if your not used to it... HAHAHAHHAHAH!!! she stinks!
Off to bed and you can hear the house cracking and moving again as it cools down.
So Cold...
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