Today.

Looking back, today was rather unremarkable. We just went to Featherdale Wildlife Preserve.

It was also the best day.

We fed kangaroos and wallabies (although I could not tell you the difference to save my life). We petted koalas. We laughed at a Tasmanian devil who would not stop running in circles. We took the train for a long time and without any tunnels. The weather was flawless, only raining for a few minutes in the morning.

We ate at the train station, unabashedly stuffing our faces with McDonald's (yeah, I know) because it was the first thing we'd eat that day. One of the girls kept drifting off on the train, only to jerk herself awake moments later. One of the boys was so hungover from last night (it was the State of Origin rugby finals) that he slept the whole way to Featherdale. I felt extremely happy to see the skyline on the way home.

I literally want a kangaroo more than anything in the whole world now. They are so cute and soft and quirky with their facial expressions and creepy human-like hands. They are so Australia that it felt so real that we're not America, if that makes any sense. It was too short a time to spend with them, feeding and petting them, helping the babies get to the food, too.

Anyway. I love Australia. I don't think I can say it enough. It is the most amazing place and everyone needs to see it.