..... off to the north......

...... it's too cold and rainy in the south ......

.... the living room and bedroom are not heated ......

.... via Denmark, to the Valley of the Giants Tree Top Walk 

.... and between these trees, at a height of 40 m, there are shaky steel bridges......

.... and below, funny faces ( grandma's face) .......

.... and off we go, heading north, towards the sun......

..... the landscape, completely different, Mediterranean, gentle, noticeably more populated, just different from before......

..... and, funny enough, in the middle of nowhere there are two policemen standing on the road at noon, stopping all cars and having every driver blow into a breathalyzer .......

( PS: I was allowed to continue )

...... quite unexpectedly all the way to Perth. Which means we can still head north ........