By 1997 I was champing at the bit to get on the road again, we packed up at home, me and the girls aged 8 and 10 and found ourselves on a plane to big bad Aussie land.
We spent a total of two and a half years travelling more than 12 000 km through the outback and other strange places in a lovely camper van called Matilda, an old VW with noises a geriatric would be proud of.
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