Blue Mountain -- Day Eight

December 4, Thursday
Australian Time: 2155

8th Day

Location: Blue Mountain, New South Wales
Accommodation: Echo Point Villa 2
Cost: $177 per night
Currency (Singapore is to Australia): 1 is to 1

I woke up to the smell of ham and eggs. We’ve finally come across a villa that provides oil!! I’ve been missing sunny-side up eggs (my favourite way of doing eggs) for ages, and today’s eggy flavour was especially heavenly.

After a relaxed morning, we headed out to the famous Genolan caves, also strongly advertised by the dear Mr. Meinhold we had met in Boonah. He had promoted it as the “most beautiful”, and was a definite must-see. Though I had no idea the trip would take so long! Mostly because it was a long and windy mountain road, resulting in severe car-sickness (not really, just a splitting headache.

The cave itself, though, was beautiful. Some of the huge rocks were enchantingly shiny, whilst others were just gargantuan in size and towered intimidating-ly over the measly humans. It felt like we’d shrunk to the size of ants.

Some of the caves looked suspiciously like a waterfall, some had numerous holes in it, and one of them (we took a picture) looked a really sad person, albeit only having two holes for eyes and a hole for a mouth forming the shape ‘o’.

The Devil’s Coach House was the one that Mr. Meinhold had particularly mentioned (and even wrote it down for us), but we couldn’t find the trek that led to the self-guided tour cave. The signs were pointing in a different direction than stated on the map – we went both ways but ended up going in circles. When we were done walking opposites directions, it was late, and we figured if we continued the aimless walk we’d end up trapped in complete darkness. So we gave up and headed back to Blue Mountain.

And – would you believe it – it was already dinner time! We ended up getting pizza and instant noodles (plus vegetables). Pizza was a lot better than last time; this time we had an oven to make it crunchy, and the sauce used by the different brand was more familiar and tasted much better than the previous failed brand.

Lastly, a few more rounds of Da Lao Er before we headed off to bed in hysterics (again).