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Sometimes a plan comes together and sometimes it doesn't. I had the rough outline of my little holiday all worked out; first up to Gladstone, then down the east coast to visit Dad, then back home. I didn't have a set schedule, but I had all the (windy) roads picked out. I had some of the detail arranged, too, right down to paying for accommodation in Brisbane. Then the first night out, halfway to Gladstone, going a different way to the one that I had planned, I met a girl.
And that's all there is to it. We spent almost every minute of the next four weeks together. Apologies to those in Sinny whom I was going to catch up with; although we spent a few days in town we were too busy doing romantic-y things like..., umm, holding hands and..., stuff.
That's pretty much all there is to it, although I will flesh it out somewhat in days to come, I'm still to knackered to do it now.