The autumn lights envelop us, in the southern hemisphere and I can feel the fresh air in the distance, heralding a coming winter. 

A map in a hand to guide us, our phones are resting in bag of rice, Victoria’s state is humid, specially along the beaches where we spend most of our nights. The only way to communicate with our friend Annika who lands us her van is through public phone who works with coins. Its a great nostalgic “back to 90’s” feeling we got every time we’re making a call. And most of the towns we will cross along the great Ocean Road have one.