We finally arrived home 39 hours after leaving Lane Cove, feeling pretty shattered! Most of the trip went well, the drive through Sydney a fine Sunday morning's cruise down the Tollway, noticing our last wonderful aboriginal placename on the way - Woolloomooloo! (look it up - there are lots of different explanations for that name!). A last look at Sydney centre in the haze, then flying very comfortably on the the top floors of 747s on the two long flights, with spectacular views of the Ozz interior and the Timor Sea on the first flight before the sun went down.
Delicious Thai noodle soup for breakfast on the second flight and then everything went haywire when we arrived in Frankfurt - our and many other Lufthansa flights cancelled because of a strike by handlers (wot, a strike in Germany?!!!). We finally got a flight 4 hours later, so that we were waiting in an overfilled lounge for several hours, along with many stressed-up and impatient passengers, like us on diverse stand-by lists, but glad our airmiles at least gave us the luxury of the lounge in our jet-lagged state.....
And home to small piles of melting snow, temperatures above zero and of course thick fog in the fjord just below home, boats hooting and tooting along the narrow channel in and out of Oslo. Ground outside still frozen solid of course, no question of work in the garden yet, and forecast of more cold weather to come. At least I can start sorting my seeds, sowing tomatos, leeks, celery, tagetes and all the other plants that make up a Norwegian gardening summer, dreaming of sunny days along the Great Ocean Road, our breakfasts with roos, the raucous kookaburra dusk chorus...
Delicious Thai noodle soup for breakfast on the second flight and then everything went haywire when we arrived in Frankfurt - our and many other Lufthansa flights cancelled because of a strike by handlers (wot, a strike in Germany?!!!). We finally got a flight 4 hours later, so that we were waiting in an overfilled lounge for several hours, along with many stressed-up and impatient passengers, like us on diverse stand-by lists, but glad our airmiles at least gave us the luxury of the lounge in our jet-lagged state.....
And home to small piles of melting snow, temperatures above zero and of course thick fog in the fjord just below home, boats hooting and tooting along the narrow channel in and out of Oslo. Ground outside still frozen solid of course, no question of work in the garden yet, and forecast of more cold weather to come. At least I can start sorting my seeds, sowing tomatos, leeks, celery, tagetes and all the other plants that make up a Norwegian gardening summer, dreaming of sunny days along the Great Ocean Road, our breakfasts with roos, the raucous kookaburra dusk chorus...
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And the next trip? Perth to Adelaide and return via Uluru, the Flinders and the Nullarbor? Or Cairns to Cape York and return? Or more of the Kimberley? We'll see, but there'll definitely be another trip and it definitely will be out in wilder areas than this one - watch this spot!
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