What I did on other people’s holidays, by Rosanne, aged 37 and a half

The last of our inter­na­tional and inter­state vis­it­ors has depar­ted. We did many won­drous and excit­ing things with them, from listen­ing to melodi­ous saxophone (

dai­syn­erd

‘s part­ner is a sax­o­phone genius) to my first visit to Heales­ville sanc­tu­ary (in the pour­ing rain; got sick) to my first trip fur­ther down the Great Ocean Rd than Lorne (with

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and

shoes_the_dog

, saw the Twelve Apostles, saw walla­bies, saw more koalas in the wild than I’ve ever seen before, dis­covered an awe­some camp­ground for future hol­i­day stays with Harper). We also had late night films and hot chocol­ates in old favour­ite cafes (Pel­li­grin­i’s and the Potter, with Matt), ate amaz­ing Aussie foods (wallaby and cro­codile and emu at Tjanabi, and pavlova at Green Refect­ory with 

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and

shoes_the_dog

) and went to the art deco exhib­i­tion at the NGV (with

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).

It’s been about eight weeks all together. Some­how, the three inter­na­tional vis­it­ors who all had a month in Aus­tralia man­aged to leave and enter town in such a way that they nev­er­ac­tu­ally over­lapped (Matt went to Port Douglas for a week or so, Christina and Niels went to New Zea­l­and and Sydney for a week or so, and Sylvan and Gregory went to Bris­bane and Maleny for a week). If I recall cor­rectly, Matt left town lit­er­ally the day Christina came back and Christina left town a week later lit­er­ally the day before Sylvan and Gregory came back. It was quite sur­really coördinated.

I’m look­ing for­ward to having some time to myse… No, wait, we have a week­end away at 

theup­pity­wo­man

‘s this week­end and *then* maybe I can get on with the nest­ing and throw­ing things away that has to happen soon!