Ok, I know some of you are thinking, what do these Grey Nomads get up to at night that constitutes a 'wild night'? However, let me assure you that last night's experience had absolutely nothing to do with anything exotic we could have dreamed up!
Normally the song of rain on our roof at home is music to our ears but last night's 101mls of precipitation in Bundaberg caused more angst than joy. For over 3 hours torrents of rain pounded the 10-square-metres of our roof; thunderous rumbles rolled around and tongues of lightening licked the surrounds of the hatch directly above our bed. And just to top if off, the huge shade tree we'd so admired the day before, creaked and groaned directly above our heads. Sleep we didn't! As Bundaberg is a geographically relatively flat region, we quickly packed up this morning and left before water run-off turned into floods. We did drive through some flood water but were lucky enough to be able to drive south into clearer weather.
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