Sounds like you achieved lots. Glad your legs ok ;) hehehe
I have fond memories of wig shopping believe it or not. I had to do it twice as after my recurrence my hair was still short and so the original bob was no good...at least not at work where clients had no idea of my cancer. Would have had a hard ti me explaining how my hair suddenly grew overnight. On both occaisions I took two girlfriends who are a riot and my daughter. We laughed and laughed. It's great that you go while you still have hair so the ladies in the shop have an idea of your cut colour etc... That is unless you are going to go radical and change your look completely. I imagined I would go blonde...just because I could, but it looked awful. The nurses in oncology told me my hair would start to fall out two weeks after first chemo. They were right to the day, both times :). It was a great comfort knowing I had the wig there ready if I needed it. The funniest thing was the second time. I had ordered this really short wig with streaks. It was a different colour to the one I tried on at the shop. I picked it from one of those hair samples. I went to pick it up and it looked awful. No worries she said, I will send it back and a new one will be here next Thursday. I nearly died...."I need hair on Monday" I cried as my hair had started falling out already. Luckily there was a different wig that I actually liked better in the shop and I took that one. The lady was really nice and shaved my head for me as it had started to come out in clumps.
Anyway that's my wig(or one of them...have many)story.
A drive sounds like fun. Love Byron Bay.
Enjoy yourself.
Paula :)