So, with merely 2 hours of sleep, we started our journey from Melbourne to Adelaide with the help of a GPS navigation device. It took us a while to get familiar with the GPS system and we took some wrong turns initially. After a few scolding (at the GPS system), we finally learnt to use it.

There was nothing much along the highway. There were trees, wheat fields, bushes, mountains and sand. These kept on repeating and repeating and repeating…. Zzzzzz

Australians do observe the rule pretty well. They obey the speed limits and never once exceeding them; usually only those non-Australians fly along all roads and highways. I heard that unlike some countries, Australia police are not ‘coffee lovers’, there is no way you could treat them some money for coffee if you are caught speeding. And if you do, they would probably spend the night with them behind bars.

We past by a few small towns which looked like abandoned, maybe because I was too get used to the life in a developing country that when I find a nicely developed town in a rural area with almost no people around, I thought that they were haunted. I guess this is what they called stress-free or relaxing country life.

So, we drove from Melbourne, past through Ballarat, Ararat, Horsham and then to a town called Bordertown. It was a town at South Australia state, near to Victoria state border. One interesting about this town was they convert a gaol or small prison cell to toilet. Finally there was a chance for me to experience peeing in a prison cell.

From 6am, traveling around 700km journey, we finally reached Adelaide at around 4pm. Gee, a tiring but enjoying first day!







there would be another manual passport inspection and interview session by some officers before you were placed in an isolated room.
Yup, 

Example, Questions 9 had me cleaning my shoe in the washroom; and Question 8 had me checking my shoe whether it was made from animal skin or not. 








till night.
If you could are not sitting in those XL seat, better prepare something for your back.

whereas local meal was Nasi Lemak.


But my surprise was taken away after I learnt we need to pay for the movies, music and games.
but please make sure you ping the correct pretty girl or handsome guy in the plane. I almost ended up chatting with the wrong person (Hey, he looked like a girl, type like a girl until he said his name was Jefferson. Knowing that, I changed my seat because luckily there were empty seats around. I was in seat 51H, so my username is 51H, and it could not be erased, unless you are the air-stewardess or air-steward or maybe the pilot… I think)