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11,000 kilometers


And so we reached the end of our long journey.  In our garden winter flowering camellias were in bloom, the first blossom was whitening the boughs of the pear trees and the air was fragrant with jonquil, daphne and wattle.  Ah home!!

Thank you for following along with me over so many months which actually took 9 weeks but much longer to report.  It has been a delight to relive one of the best journeys I have ever travelled.

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  1. That was one epic journey. Congratulations on making it back safe and sound.

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    1. More of any epic for my faithful blog followers I think :-)

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  2. That's a VERY long trip!! But one I have enjoyed vicariously as you took me to some familiar places I haven't been in awhile. So how are you going to top it on your next holiday??

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    1. Probably back into Qld next winter to fill in some of the gaps. When I am working on the road it is the most convenient ... good phone coverage and in the same time zone ... otherwise I would be tempted to do WA.

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