May I cite Bill Bryson again? He said it about another town, but it is applicable on Toora as well.
"There are certain circumstances under which you'd be delighted to arrive in Toora, Victoria on the end of a long day. For example the sea level could rise substantially and Toora would be the only place on earth not covered by water; or Toora alone would be spared by a raging, cruelly defacing disease.
To put it differently: All things going normal, it's highly unlikely that on a warm summer evening you'd find yourself standing on the main street in Toora, looking around gratefully and thinking: Well, thank god I'm finally here."
Bill Bryson , In a sunburned country
This picture says it all:
That's Main Street and all there is to the village.
How we ended here? All the B&Bs, hostels and caravan parks closer to the Prom were either very expensive, booked out or not bookable over the net at all, so we ended in a cabin in Toora Tourist Park. And I have to admit it's not as as bad as it sounds.
As we had a kitchen on our own we decided to treat ourselves to a great dinner tonight. Porterhouse steaks, steamed and caramelized carrots and baked beans. Now the idea was to fry the steaks for a minute each side on a very high temperature and then put them in the oven to finish them. Mark you, that was the idea.
Now I make the confession here that I like my steak somewhere in between medium and completely ruined so I wasn't at all pleased when I sliced one open and found it was still rare inside. Obviously the oven was not that reliable when he said 200 Degrees Celsius.
So I had to cut it into halves and put it back into the pan together with a lot of garlic and a twig of rosmary I found in the public park (they do have a public park in Toora).
Dinner looked a bit strange that evening but after a bottle of Shiraz that was generously overseen and it tasted yummie nevertheless.
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