We head to Albury.
On reflection the four hour drive from Canberra to
Albury was a bit excessive. Looks like we're racing around, ticking boxes as we
go. This is supposed to be a holiday!
We book two rooms at the Commodore Motor Inn on the main street.
We're in a lively town on a
Friday night. Seems the thing to do if you're a youngster with a
car is to pose by driving up and down the main street.
Defective silencers help your image too.
At least one dude took things seriously - the
Ken and Barbie
song plays from his
pride and joy.
We find a good
Indian. (I have tikka - good sauce.)
We learn about the exhausts and kids.
It's the state line...Victoria police would
serve a ban on NSW cars...