As I begin writing this, it is 3:18pm on Monday the 24th in Melbourne. I have no idea what time it is at home. Let's say my brain is a little addled from a trip that was 32 hours from arriving at the Wichita Airport to landing in Melbourne.
The LONG flight over the Pacific was not bad, because I had three seats all to myself and could lie down and sleep. I slept off and on, about half of the 15-hour flight. Actually the worst part of the trip was the Houston to San Francisco leg where I was trapped by the window.
Our rooms weren't available when we got to the hotel, so (of course) the first thing Lanie and I did was find a pub--Charles Dickens Tavern. My "charmed life" came through, because with our beers and veggie spring rolls, we were able to watch the Cavaliers Sunday night NBA game on the big screen. Heaven!
Our hotel is in the middle of everything, near the Yarra River. The rooms are tiny with twin beds. (How long has it been since you slept in a twin?!?!) We have the right electrical adapters, whew! The one thing I did not bag up against leaks was my red nail polish. At the moment I have a lot of red paint on my fingers. Yuck, but nothing seriously messed up.
Our Collette tour group has a 5:30 meeting and 6:00 dinner together. The upcoming shower and clean clothes may be the best of my lifetime!!!
Arrived safely, so grateful!
Leta
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| Art along the Yarra River |
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