Mum had her last play on the trampoline.
On the last Sunday afternoon there was still time for a final exploration. Sally and Ian had read about a good playground at Rouse Hill. Ian, Zoe, Mum and I went off to it. It was a very large area with three different playground for different age groups. Many people had arrived for an Australian Sunday afternoon. Large groups had taken over the barbecue areas for various party activities. There was a walk away from the area towards a creek. The creek had that, not unusual cloudiness. This one had a green algae covering.
We stopped off for coffee on the way back. Sally had been crowned and was doing some baking.
After dinner it was time to leave. Ian drove us to the airport. We said good bye to our cases; being assured that they would meet us at Heathrow about 26 hours later. It was a prompt take off and a good arrival in Hong Kong with four and a half hours in the airport. We had a breakfast snack and boarded the flight to London.
It left early and we had every possibility of catching the 4:30 coach home instead of the 7:00. At the luggage carousel we had a promising start. One of our cases came through early. However, the other never did. Luggage reclaim office told us that there was a later flight from Hong Kong. He took our details and we headed for the coach. It was two minutes to five. I queued at the desk in the hope of an earlier coach. We waited for the driver to let us on to the 5:00. Then it was off for home. The 21 bus was waiting for us and at 9:00 we arrived back. Joni was at the bus stop and he had wine, flowers and chocolate to celebrate our 41st wedding anniversary with us. I have just remembered that our wedding anniversary started at midnight over the Philippines. Earlier I had asked the stewardess for wine and a few minutes after midnight she was able to bring it. I presented mum with a card. We had a toast at 32000 feet and our longest wedding anniverary day begun. We even had our wedding breakfast in Hong Kong. How cool is that?
