Yesterday I was doing 400 km/h around the Great Ocean Road in my Bugatti Veyron, listening to Gorgoroth, when I came upon the small town of Wye River. "This looks nice," I remarked to my passenger who just happened to be an American thespian of some repute. "Yeah, it does", said he. "Let's pull into the general store and, you know, stretch our legs." I smiled knowingly, "Have a breather you mean?" He smiled back, "Exactly." I jerked on the hand-brake and swung the Veyron into the car park, barely missing a cluster of hippies congregating by the petrol pump.
"Take a bath you filthy devils!" barked my friend the matinee idol, stepping from the car. "Yeah! Scram you lousy Beat Nicks!" I chimed, and we strode into the general store. Once inside we were greeted by two nice men named Dave and Richie, who I distracted with genial chit-chat while Lou... I mean, my actor friend, loaded his pockets with soap, deodorant and canned goods that we would later peg at hitch hikers. "...and that's how you make a good latte," confided Dave as my accomplice brushed past and out the door. "Huh." I yawned, "See ya."
Ambience: Indoor
Difficulty: Exertion will pay off
Keywords: Travel
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