Buckle up for chaos, cocoa, and cold toes as I take you on our 4-hour road trip from Melbourne to Mt Buller — with two kids, one over-packed car, and zero chill (literally).

From foggy mountain mornings that looked like a scene from a horror movie, to unexpected animal crossings and the endless "Are we there yet?" soundtrack, this trip had it all.

We survived:
❄️ Tantrums at 110km/hr
⛄ Our first tobogganing and skiing attempts (let’s just say we weren’t Olympic material)
🥶 Soggy mittens, snow fights, and ski-boot meltdowns
🌌 A return journey down pitch-black, horror-movie-worthy roads where the GPS lost hope before we did

Throw in some mum-mumbling, hot chips, and “Where’s the nearest toilet?” moments — and you’ve got a snow trip story that’s equal parts magical and mildly traumatic.

Tune in for laughs, parenting survival tips (don’t follow mine), and a snowy slice of Aussie road trip life.