Three Great Days

It had been a tough decision in the first place to go home for only one week and in the end I got just three days. I would not have decided to go home for that short length of time but after all the uncertainty, it was well worth it. The Grad, some shopping, a meal with John and Ann on Thursday, a visit to St Mary's on Friday and the rest of the time with my dad. It was tough heading for the airport at six o' clock on the Sunday morning for the flight to London, onwards to Melbourne via Hong Kong. I got into Melbourne late on Monday night and stayed with Karin and Rick before getting the morning train to Warrnambool. I got in just after eleven and was back at work in Koroit by twelve. It took me a week to recover from the jet lag and it was hectic each day making up for lost time but it was still worth it. A small price to pay for three great days...