After Christmas, D and I spent a few days touring around the Gippsland region of Eastern Victoria- a farming region along the coast that is also the home of Wilsons Prom (short for Promontory; it's a national park, not a high school formal). We spent a day at the park itself, which is really beautiful- they say the landscape resembles New Zealand. Although I had imagined myself lounging on the beach, it was extremely windy and quite cool, even though it's the middle of summer. We hiked along the coast for a bit to check out some of the views, and then went inland to look for animals. No wombat sightings, nor the elusive echidna, but we did stumble upon a mob of emus. "Mob" is the collective noun for emus- it's no parliament of owls, but it will do.
The rest of our time in Gippsland was spent cruising driving around checking out waterfalls, wind farms, and tiny costal towns. We also played a round at The Saddest Mini Golf Course in The World- a dingy course at a caravan park, complete with a dead bird on one of the putting greens. It was so bleak one couldn't help but laugh. Overall, it was nice to get out of the city for a few days and see a new (to me) part of the country.