Two nights were quite enough. I’d planned to spend a couple of days in Lakes Entrance. The hostel hadn’t impressed. Tired motel units, mostly occupied by equally depressing long term residents. Damp and dreary outside, it was little better indoors. Penny pinching perfected. In the kitchen, never more than a dribble of washing up liquid. A single tea towel I’d doubted had been that clean and dry to start with.
The town itself was little better. A few charity shops, several outlets offering everything for two bucks. Not one, but that’s par for the course. Everything costs more in Australia, even the cheap stuff.
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