As the title suggests, we didn’t do a great deal today. Even God needed a day to chill. Even though we hadn’t just created the universe and everything in it, we had a rest and enjoyed our books. We had a nice café lunch in town at a funky little place recommended by the lonely planet guide which appeared to be part diner and part someone’s lounge but did a nice panini. In the evening we did a brewery tour of Monteith’s. Our guide was a mental chick called Phillippa who Ronnie couldn’t understand and had to get Ed to translate for her. At the end of the tour you get to sample all seven of their beers in their private bar before they let you loose on the pumps yourself. The beer was mainly good, which was nice but unfortunately one of us had to drive back so we couldn’t get stuck in. Then it was back to Starbuck for a massive steak each and a bottle of wine. A quick bit of Gilmore then off to sleep.
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