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Back at the hotel I was initially taken aback thinking it was that ubiquitous Americanism "Have a great day".

Then I remembered Asian hotels where mats in the lift cheerly said "Good morning", and promptly at midday changed to "Good afternoon" and then sometime in the afternoon swapped to "Good evening".

Well we did have Another Great Day and were excited about boarding the train to Adelaide early the next morning.  Set your alarm, I will see you at Southern Cross Station tomorrow.

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  1. Will be waiting at the station for another Great Day.

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  2. Interesting journey with interesting photos. I liked the Little Streets series very much.
    I didn't know about that mat thing.
    Okay, I have never been to Asian hotels, I fear ... .
    I like the idea.

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