Sydney to Pakenham Day 1 and 2

Little things matter, especially when you are travelling with kids. Our flight home from Toulouse proved to be as painless as you could hope. Maybe word has got out about the quality of the food and entertainment on Brittish airways, whatever the reason, our plane was rather empty. We gratefully stretched out over a whole row each for the 13 hours to Singapore.

Easy flights were a blessing but we needed all 5 days to get over the jet lag on our return. The kid’s body clocks were all over the place. There was just enough time to repack, see family and friends and tie up loose ends before we hit the road. Thanks Unke Bec.

Our first leg was an easy one. Len and Sue met us on the road and we stopped for lunch in Berrima. Those Southern Highlands look so nice from inside the car, but in winter, it’s a great place for a polar bear to retire.  Eva was stunned into silence by the bitter cold. First night in Gundagai was also a cold one. The kids slept well and awoke to their first frost. We will see a few more before we escape to the tropics. We avoided Melbourne traffic on our way to Pakenham by exiting the freeway and driving through Yea and Yarra Glen. Lunch and Op shopping in Wangaratta slowed us down so we arrived after sunset. We will be here in Pakenham until after Lissa’s aunty Doreen’s 80^th birthday party on Sunday arvo. Should be a big one.

Tomorrow we head into Melbourne for a little look see. I’ll be happy with a Tram ride and a Latte.

Our first crisis came early and was self-inflicted. In the apocalypse of packing up our house it seems that some of our carefully chosen kitchen items have been left behind. If we could fast forward 1 month I’m sure that we will call it a “crisitunity” (thankyou Homer Simpson). Permission has been given for some heavy duty OP Shopping to replenish our cooking arsenal. Now that’s what I call an Opshoportunity.