Later, Hervey Bay

I didn't think I have that much stuff. But after I put everything in boxes, backpacks, and bags, the spread in the living room starts to get me worried. I may not be able to fit everything into my little car. A second trip - an extra eight hours - is looking depressingly likely.

Not one to be discouraged, I fold down the backseat and start putting boxes into the car. One after another, bit by bit, every inch of room gets filled by my stuff. At the end, as if defying the laws of physics, all of my crap is crammed into the car. I can even see out of the left rear-view mirror!

So with the car packed to capacity, I drive out of the Hervey Bay Maryborough Road for the last time.