On the day I left I got up at a reasonable time as packing was going to be a challenge. Somehow I managed to fit everything in to my rucksack and even more surprisingly it was within the weight limits for my flight. My impulse to stop and take some last minute photos of a damaged top I was going to throw out (and ended up packing anyway) meant I made my train to the airport without a second to spare. I had a hasty goodbye with my friend which I think suited us both as neither of us like them which is fine because I knew I would be seeing her again sooner rather than later this time.
|The Dreamtime Travellers Rest Hostel|
|Markets at the Esplande|
|The Lagoon at the Esplande - No stingers here!|