flight dinner is not as good as the Emirates
meals. It’s a chilly 7 degrees in Melbourne this morning and it
feels like it as we wait for the bus to Southern Cross station. The
train home is slow and nowhere near as smooth as the European ones we
have travelled on. Sounds like I am whining about the lack of quality
in Australia. Fortunately the train makes it to Warragul where we
pick up the car and drive home. 48 countries down.....many to go.
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