In the airport

Our apartment is clean, and empty.  Keys returned.  A woman from church hauled away our old sheets and towels.  We donated all the school uniforms except two.  And then we fit all our souvenirs and clothes and memories from seven months into nine bags, which we hauled to the airport. 

Aside from a 14 hour flight, followed by five hours in LA and then two more hours in the sky, and jet lag, and final reports, and weeding a neglected garden, and all that other stuff we have to do when we arrive, the Australian adventure is over.

Here are Jonathan and Bunny, on my left, awaiting the true end of the adventure.

We leave at 9:10am here.  We arrive, the same day, at 6:30am in LA.  Fourteen hours of travel to gain three extra hours of life! 

Here, for your parting enjoyment, is a picture of misty Melbourne in the morning.  (Not this morning -- it was too dark when we left.  Last week morning.)

Bon voyage!