Wayne is the man that makes the wheels on the bus go ‘round and ‘round. How he does it for hours on end, I don’t know. Or at least I probably shouldn’t talk about it. ;) as for the bus, well I don’t really know how to begin to describe it. It’s spacious, but a total fuel fiend. Plenty of room for the gear and guys, but more comfortable seats would be something to consider. It has loads of potential, but potentially on it’s last leg. The best thing about the frequent fuel stops is that it allows me to get a piss break without having to ask for one.

The drive to Sydney was huge for me for more reasons than just the excitement of going to Sydney. I held off on mentioning anything about this particular issue until it was resolved so as to not cause any unnecessary worry, but somewhere along the way to Sydney, at a random rest stop off the Hume Hwy, I had my first bowel movement since Hong Kong. Yep, something I ate didn’t agree with me that first day, and after a mild case of Montezuma’s Revenge, I guess I emptied myself out. The first day or two I didn’t mind not having to shit. It’s kind of an inconvenience. But by day three I was starting to wonder if it was turning into something more serious.

I did a quick Google search and found mixed information about what should be cause for concern. Some said a few days, others referenced what is in the Guiness Book for the longest duration w/o a movement. Fourteen days, in case you were wondering.

I was only at day five, and considering all the ups and downs, literally, in the first part of the tour, I was not too worried. I didn’t have pain, or a fever, so I was just going to ride it out. Of course, I did spend about 45 minutes running through the streets of Melbourne in hopes of finding prune juice, or sea salt—I read that it works well if you mix it with warm water—but had no luck.

Once I knew things were moving again, my bowels and the bus, I was able to relax. In a few short hours we would be in Sydney and once there we would not have to travel again for almost four days. We went from flying every day, then driving half a day, to not having to go anywhere at all for a few days. Kinda crazy when you look at it that way.