So, London Bridge. Or is it London Arch? That probably depends on your tour guide, friends, family or whoever else you’re with, but it’s one of the great sights in Australia (I didn’t read the spoiler board at the site, sorry!). Anyway, after a fair bit of a drive down the Great Ocean Road, which by the way, is beautiful, you come to this mystical little place nicknamed London Bridge. It isn’t too far from Port Campbell either. When you actually arrive it isn’t all that spectacular; though it might just be that I have high standards for things, meh. Yeah. On arrival you see something similar to this:
The thing is, I have no actual idea about whether anything I/we was/were told is actually true, but like the good gent I am I’m going to share the story with you anyway. I bet you’re guessing why ‘London Bridge’, isn’t actually anything like a bridge.
“Allegedly”, the whole rock formation used to be in one piece. Hence why it was actually named London Bridge. This was up until 1990 when the eroded rock finally decided to call it a day and pass out into the ocean. Now for the entertaining part (which a quick google apparently makes true, wahey!) If you’re planning on going on tour down the Great Ocean Road you will most likely end up here and should really stop reading, else I’m about to ruin a fun story.
In 1990 when London Bridge was falling down (#punsofdamage), there were two tourists on what is now referred to as London Arch who had to be rescued by helicopter. Luckily no one was physically hurt, however. Both of these “tourists” were supposed to be at a major conference and had decided to sneak away into the middle of nowhere to put some man hours into their affair. Guess who got caught red handed. Gutted. And now they will be forever known as the London Bridge Affair, or something like that.
Okay that was a bit anti-climatic (more #punsofdamage), but seriously. This place is stunning. If you ever get the chance to see it, grab it with both hands.