Monday 23 April 2012

Back from Melbourne

Yes, we are back after a quick trip down to Melbourne to see hubby's father, who is not very well at all, and to visit the rest of the family. When I say Melbourne it is not strictly true because we never seem to make it into the city centre, we are always hovering on the outskirts of town. Luckily I have been there before, but one of these days we'll try to have a day or two in Melbourne.


On the way down we stopped overnight in a nice little town called Junee, it is roughly between Wagga-Wagga and Gundegai. It has a nice railway station and many beautiful old buildings, unfortunately many of them shut down and for sale. It has a chocolate/licorice factory with a cafe and also a prison.  The owner of the factory was very friendly and when he heard I was Swedish he proceeded to tell me all the words he knew in Swedish. They didn't make sense to me really, but he had learnt them from a young girl who had worked there. Since I haven't properly lived in Sweden for many years, my Swedish can be bit prehistoric so I am assuming it was cool, Swedish slang. Anyway, we visited most everything except the prison even though we loitered outside it for a while nearby to take pictures of turtles. There was a sign up about them crossing the road but they never did while we were there.


We had a few nice meals out with family even though we didn't see everyone. The main reason for the trip was really to visit my father-in-law since we couldn't be there when he turned 89 last week.

Oh, I almost forgot, another reason was to "pick up" an organ which we finally have room for. It belonged to hubby's grandparents and he has fond memories of it from childhood. Well, it weighs a ton and we will have to come back for it or have it moved professionally. So instead I bought an easel and a table in a market, so at least we came home with something, right!

The trip home was uneventful, but oh, so long. It was only broken up by me being stopped for an alcohol test. I just never know if you blow out or in; it's like whistling. 

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