Will the last Englishman out of the country turn the lights out please ?

Sorry Robson !

Right, first and foremost. A big apology to my old mate Robson. We missed possibly the greatest show on earth last time in Aus mate, the Blue Mountains. Wow, that place is amazing son, I can tell ya.

Took us 2 hours to 4drive there, had a funny moment with our beloved Satnav. I put in Blue Mountains, and it took us to the Blue Mountains. Nowhere near where we wanted to go mind. We ended up off road, no signs, me looking at K saying “This cant be right babe”. Turns out we were 20k's short of the 3 Sisters. Once we reached the end of this dirt track, we punched 3 Sisters into Sylvia (Sylvia is the Satnav), and she took us right there.

We started off, batting flies off our faces, looking out from the main deck overlooking the valley. Stunning, for those on the pictures distribution, you will see it, and know what we are talking about ! Then we spoke to an aussie couple who told us we could actually walk down to the first Sister. So, we walked down the path, no problem (But for those bloody flies). Then we gets to the top of the steps. There are steps ? Nobody mentioned steps ! Well, when I say steps, I mean more like a bloody ladder, only 200 metres up, on the side of a cliff. Aus has never heard of health and safety obviously, as if you took a tumble there, you are off the side, no problem. The railing at the end was 3 feet high. So, if I go bouncing down these 30 near vertical steps, that is gonna stop me right ? Yeah, whatever. So, with this in my mind, I decided not to go down when at the top. K looked at me and said “Man or mouse ?”, so, I sucked my clucking bottom in, and made for the stairs. I have never been so scared in my life. I made it to the rock, and sat down, just looking at the floor. K was strolling backwards and forwards across the bridge, me, bricking it. I got back up the steps a lot quicker than I went down.

Once we got back to terra firma, we drove up to Scenic World. This place rocks. Cable cars, trains, the works. We went across a ridge, 200metres up, glass bottomed cable car. Then we went down the steepest cable car in the world, and finally, K's favourite, my least. This million year old train, no safety bars, nothing. Backwards, 70 degree angle, bloody hanging out of my seat as we shot up the mountain. K laughed all the way, I closed my eyes. This was worse than the walk to the 3 Sisters. It IS the steepest train ride in the world, OFFICIAL. It's insane. The scenery is lush apparently, I never saw it (Eyes closed), K could not photograph it (Needed both hands to hang on), so we cant show you. We are gonna show all of you who come out though, or should I say K is, as there is no way, so long as the sun rises in the east and sets in the west that I am ever getting on that thing again. No way, dot. I was stupid once, never again.

Anyway, that was the last ride we did. K loved it, and raved all the way back. Sun has gone down now, and spent the last hour reading all the msn's K was answering from the UK. We miss you all.

Update again soon.