Den and Trev have made it back for a second visit, and its an action packed 6 weeks they have planned. In preparation for all the demands, I tried to get them some melatonin to help with the jet lag, but only managed to get homeopathic tablets. Despite all the dilution and the memory of the molecule it didn't help.
Nevertheless they survived the journey, and have thrown themselves into Faulkner life. Shopping, cooking, childcare, washing, etc. Why on earth have they come so far to be abused. In between all their chores, we've managed to do a bit of exploring. The whales at North Head weren't cooperating, but we still had a nice walk. The ferries are always a winner, there really is no better way to explore Sydney, and the botanic gardens are still special despite the flying foxes trying to kill all the trees.
We took them to Kangaroo Valley for the weekend, and although it was 11.5 degrees and raining when we arrived, managed to have a nice weekend spotting wombats from the terrace of our remote rental house. 15 minutes up a dirt track felt a little far to do much popping out, so we enjoyed the view, wildlife and our books.
If you look closly you'll see that Howard and Trev felt comfortable enough to wear their matching bush hats.
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