March 11th
Arrived at Kiama at lunchtime. I'd made Ella a ham and avocado wrap but she needed a sleep so wasn't in the mood for eating, she was in the mood for whining and screaming.
The blowhole wasn't really performing. Something to do with the sea not coming in from the right direction. It did occasionally jump up, but as geological phenomena go, I've seen better. Anyway, my abiding memory will be the whining and screaming. You don't much feel like hanging about with that as a soundtrack.
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