It happened so quickly. We were there and then we were gone.
We were also ill in Melbourne, constantly.
I don’t mean once or twice, I mean CONSTANTLY.
It was G’s first go at five days a week in school with other children and they shared each other’s germs freely. Some were colds; some were flus. My favorite was a delirious, I don’t know who I am, just leave me here and save yourselves, kind of flu.
I’m almost certain we can trace that one back to Cuba.
A week before we left Melbs for Perth, I dragged poor M out with me and begged him to do a mini photo essay of the city for us. I wanted a reminder of how much we loved Melbourne and all the wonderful people we met there between illnesses.
A post of all the loveliness of Melbs is long overdue. Enjoy these brief highlights.
The Victoria Markets
Along the Yarra River
The Royal Botanic Gardens
The Mysterious Gog and McGog
G and I waited 15 minutes one day so we could see them strike their bells. It was WELL worth the wait.