You know the deal - a 12 hour drive (yes, it should have been 8 but I kept hearing the siren call of various op shops and such from the highway), arrived home, unpacked the car (in the rain. Brilliant timing, thanks nature!), sorted out the (very smelly) dirt box and the (not smelly at all) pile of mail and collapsed into bed.
I'm working today so the pile of treasure in the middle of the lounge floor will have to stay there, the suitcase remain packed (and not washed) and the kazillion photos on my CF card will remain unloaded for a while longer.
In the meantime, for your entertainment, check out the brilliant op shop Taph discovered in Jindabyne this weekend!