end trip...

The apartment in Dandenong was quite a nice place. About 60 a day. Three rooms, three bathrooms. Relatively large place, and best part was it was a new place with all those new-fangled central heating things.


I didn't actually go into the mountains. Too far, and tiresome. Rather, we spent most of the time wandering around doing random things. Like, the Dandenong Market.


And Dandenong Plaza. Which is technically like any other mall.


Mostly, it was house shopping.


Some had cool shrubbery. Like this floating bush.


Mostly though, they were the sort of dumps that you'd expect homicidal paedophiles would hide in. Gasp. Dead babies.


The rest of the time, we spend meeting Dad's friends for dinner and getting myself hopelessly glazed over.


Which reminds me, there's this place in Springvale that's quite good. But it has an absolutely absurd name.


Still, good food and random company with vegans who know what meats to order and what wines to drink is quite interesting.


And camwhore daughters. Gasp. Almost makes me want to have kids.


Then again, they can get hopelessly boring bored.


Still, I think single without kids is still best.