Drive around Australia. This is an overrated dream of many working people in Australia, that they will do once they retire. Sure there are some amazing places to visit with spectacular take-your-breath-away scenes, and we had some great times, but they are few and far between, and I suspect that driving is not the best way to see them.
We spent nearly 18 months doing it. I found the camping tiring. And the driving was dreadfully longwinded and painful most of the time between stops. Camping grounds are horrible -you turn back in to a number lined up with everyone else, trying to pretend you can't hear their tv. It's like being in suburbia but with canvas so it's louder. Even when we tried to avoid camps, and stayed in the middle of nowhere we were very seldom alone, even at roadside stops with no toilets.
And don't get me started on toilets. Very few had the trifecta of running water, soap and paper towels even in towns. Going to the bathroom at night was like going to the zoo -frogs everywhere, insects flying and jumping all over, big spiders all over the door knobs, lizards rattling around, snakes swooping under the bathroom block (ok the snake thing only happened once), bats flapping in trees.
And far out it was cold at night. We spent so many nights snuggled in our chairs with woollens on, down jackets and hats, sheltering out of the wind, waiting until it was late enough to have our last toilet visit and clamber up to our less than comfortable bed.
And life still goes on like it does at home. You still have to cook, clean, change the bed, do the washing, buy groceries, petrol, look after the child, etc. The domestic drudgery doesn't stop, it is just in a different location.