Ahhh, driving in a foreign country! Can I wrap my brain around the concept of driving on the opposite side of the road? Translations? rotations? reflections?? I am a Math and Physics teacher for goodness sakes, it shouldn’t be that difficult ;-)
Sean was thrown into the thick of things only a few days after we arrived and purchased our car, a 1991 Mitsubishi Lancer, in Melbourne. There is nothing like learning the ropes as you pull onto a freeway with three lanes of traffic in each direction and Semis everywhere. Not to mention the tricky hook turns that Melbourne has to avoid collision with the trams. Of course he had no choice in the matter because there was no way I was getting behind the wheel in Melbourne. Sean did a beautiful job of getting us out of Melbourne and to Halls Gap safely. He has taken to driving on the opposite side quite naturally. He still has the occasional cleaning of the windshield with the wiper as we turn a corner and he has also become quite the gentleman, often opening my door for me (before realizing he needs to be on the other side if he is going to drive).
I, on the other hand, took a few days longer, perhaps because I like to analyse things a bit before I jump in, make sure I have my brain wrapped around the idea of where I am supposed to be. A couple days after arriving at the Gap I took the plunge.

About a week and a half after arriving, the need to go into the bank as well as buy some food and the desire to check out some of the shops had me heading to Stawell and then into Ararat. Stawell was not so worrisome since I had been in with Sean twice before and was somewhat familiar with the layout. Ararat was a little bit different of a story. I took the Western Highway from Stawell to Ararat. Australian roads are very narrow, and often there are no shoulders. As I approached Ararat the stress level increased with the amount of traffic on the highway and the number of semis that appeared to be riding my tailgate. Once off the highway, things settled down a little until I realized that I had no idea where I was going. That was easily fixed by pulling over on a side street and consulting the map I had pulled off the Internet before heading out (yeah, I know it is a foreign concept to some of you males out there, but it actually worked). Driving in the city was quite different then what I had experienced so far, definitely more taxing on the brain. Every intersection gave me pause for thought and a second look before pulling out. Round abouts or traffic circles are commonly used here in Australia. They are very efficient but also cause me to have to stop and think about how the traffic is entering and exiting the circle. Luckily I did not have to do much driving around Ararat since the shopping is located mainly in one district.
Heading back home I stayed off the highway and took the more common route for locals, through the town of Pomonal. This road was definitely quieter but I became very aware as I went around some corners on the mountainside that there are no guardrails. Wildlife is much more difficult to see here, bushes and grasses are not trimmed back and come right up to the roads edge. The kangaroos and wallabies are similar to the deer at home. They are mainly seen around dusk and dawn but can be out at anytime. There are even a lot of large trees within a meter of the road. The main roads to the towns around here are fairly straight and little elevation change.
I have yet to tackle the roads throughout the park. They twist and turn, mostly climb up and down the mountain side with steep gullies on one side or the other, are very narrow, and have a 100 speed limit to top it off. There are a number of beautiful trails up in those mountains that will provide enough motivation for me to take the next step and conquer the park roads soon.
Thanks Jacques and Nathalie for the Kangaroo and Koala sign pictures. I haven't yet mastered driving and taking pictures at the same time.