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Oh NO, our Ozdyssey is nearly over! Time to say goodbye to all the marsupials and gum trees. G'day to the vast, dry Outback and the emus. Cheerio to the crocodiles and the gorges.
Will we miss this lifestyle, 5 feet x 7 feet of interior living space, stringing a clothesline to a nearby tree?
Will we miss front yard views out over white sand and azure waters?
Will we miss remote coastal limestone rock formations and tide pools?
Will we miss Aussie humour? (These sculptures, portraying historical figures of Geelong, Victoria, are made from old pier bollards. The emblem on the back of the upper right figure reads: “Grow old disgracefully.”)
Our Troopy needs a Roadworthy Certificate to complete its sale to Jon and his jack russell terrier Rex. While repairs are being completed we borrow the official RACV (equivalent of AAA) vehicle so we can tool around looking for hapless motorists to assist.Three days before we are to leave this continent we meet Elisabeth, a volunteer at an info centre outside Melbourne. She invites us orphans home to stay with her and her husband Barry so we can clear out the
Troopy and pack our gear. She even takes us to the airport. What a grand and hospitable finale. Thanks, mates!...dot dot dot...
A day plus a night plus a day without sleep is more than our old bones prefer, but we are now back safe and sort of sound on our native turf. It'll be weeks before we'll be far enough east to reclaim our Chinook from the Nebraska buffalo field. Currently we're living in the lap of luxury at our Oregon son's house (with snow on the ground outside).
Now we need to re-learn to drive on the right.
