We decided that the weather was beating us so decided to stay in a hotel for the night. We headed to the Barossa Valley and Neil couldn’t resist going to Seppelfield’s Winery. I stayed in the car with the kids and Neil came back with a rose, a port and red. The funniest thing is that 2 out of the 3 wines actually come from Rutherglen and not actually the Barossa…. DOH..
From here we found the Weinert Motel which was brilliant. Ah, a hot shower in our room. We went out to dinner at the Motel Tavern which was pretty average. The boys decided to help some kids who were in the middle of a championship game of snooker. They ran past and swipped the balls all across the table and into the holes….. The kids were lovely about and one declared, “Oh, that sucks.”
The next morning we were met with rain again, but at least this time there was minimal packing required. We went to the local supermarket and stocked up on groceries as we were on our way to the desert. The lady packed all my things into a cardboard box which I then went to move to my trolley. Just as I was lowering it in the bloody bottom gave way and all of my items crash landed into the trolley. The only casualty was a container of pasta sauce. Messy….
From here we went to Peterborough on the recommendation from Di. It is a town that thrived in it’s day thanks to a MASSIVE rail network. With our two little train buffs it was a big hit.
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