What's going on? Well, it has to do with a wayward cargo barrier. Last Monday, we went by Opposite Lock to order a snorkel and a cargo barrier...
Wait a minute. That can't be? Oh sweet Jesus, it is. I'm telling you folks, I'm kind of amazed at all the sex that's going on in this country. First, there was the naked woman sunning herself in the window of the Lilianfels lodge at Katoomba. Then, there was an interrupted blow job between two backpackers at a canyon overlook near Gunns Plains in Tassie, and now there's honest to God a woman crying out "oh! oh!" nearby in this very classy hotel in downtown Melbourne.
Anyhow. Where was I?
Right, the snorkel. So. Everything got ordered, it was supposed to be in Wednesday and installed by the end of the week. Of course, only the snorkel arrived, but the cargo barrier went AWOL. It finally arrived this morning, but now the fitter's gone out sick for two days. (Yay Australia.) So we're stuck around town until Wednesday morning and poor Geoff is still without his mobile phone 'cuz I was going to drop it off when we headed up to Opp Lock to get the car fitted. Sucks to be Geoff. I'm sorry but my