Our somewhat late night (Nola’s dad drove us back just after 9:00) meant that I didn’t get anything in the way of packing done last night. Fortunately, I had organized and packed most of my stuff on Sunday, so I only had to get my husband’s stuff packed. The morning was once again stormy, but by the time we walked over to the house at 11:00, the worst of it had cleared. We paid for the apartment through tonight, so we didn’t have to get our bags until it was time to leave for our flight.
My sister-in-law needed to pick up some things from the wedding venue, so we decided to have lunch there and save her from making a trip later. Nola cadged dollar coins from her uncle so she could ride the mechanical horse and car several times. She is still trying to drive to the South Pole. After lunch we walked back to our apartment and finished the last bit of packing before heading to the airport.
Nola accompanied us on the ride to airport and even got a ride on the luggage cart from her uncle while I was getting us checked in for the flight to Sydney. Then we said goodbye. I can’t think about that too much right now. We landed in Sydney just after 6:00 and took the bus to the international terminal, where we would be spending the night at a hotel.
After checking in, we trolled the airport, scoping out our path for the morning and picking up a bottle of wine and a package of TimTams. My husband had dinner at McDonalds, but I was holding out for the hotel restaurant. That turned out to be a mistake. The service was terrible and the food was mediocre. It was after 9:00 before we got back to our room, where I consoled myself with the red wine and salted caramel TimTams. Tomorrow we fly home.