Day Sixteen - Phillip Island to Melbourne

I do not want to leave!  I am being serious.  I just love it here so much.  It was with a very heavy heart I packed my suitcase, just like a sulky child having to go to school.  Phillip Island has stolen my heart and I wish I could win a bit of money so that I could just bugger off and go and live here (all of which is not possible because a. I am too old for Australia to want me and therefore would not get a visa b. Let's face it, I am never going to be rich, arguably I will never be poor either and c. I guess I just have to live I the real world).  

The drive to Melbourne went smoothly and we were soon back in the madness of a city.  As much as I enjoy cities; I am also enjoying being out of them the

past week or so.  Melbourne is just like any other city. Big (ish) and a building site.  Today is Labour Day in Melbourne (a bank holiday) and the city was fairly quiet but still nowhere to park.  We finally found a place and then walked the 3-4 blocks to where we needed to collect the key.  It transpires that we have booked a high rise (37th high) apartment slap bang in the middle of China Town Melbourne.  The apartment is ok. I am calling it the Inn of the Sixth Happiness, Google it if you do not know!  It feels like living in university halls in Shanghai, but it will do.  It is basic.  Unlike the wonderful accommodation in Phillip Island where nothing was too much trouble, The Inn of the Sixth Happiness hasn't even given us a hand towel for the bathroom.  Strange really due to the coronavirus and the and washing regime. Also, the soap in the bathroom has nearly gone but I have swapped it with the one in the kitchen.  On a positive note, we have plenty of toilet paper.

We dropped off our cases and went to take the car back.  That was an

Bonnie and the Boy!

adventure as when we get there the office was closed.  We had to use our phone again and call the number where I spoke to such a charming woman NOT who, after I made it perfectly clear I was not going to play by her rules, returned to the office.  Hela or Hell as I have called her for short was a treat, NOT and there will be a letter of complaint put in.  I need something to do on my 24 flight back to the UK.  Watch this space for a refund of the sat nav payment.

We started to walk back to the IofSH and stopped off at a great place for a biriyani which was absolutely delicious.  We had agreed that we would not do much tonight as we both have had a headache most of the day, so we were just going to rest up and the IofSH (Inn of Sixth Happiness).  So here we are, kicking back and planning our day for tomorrow in Melbourne.

I have just checked and we have covered 1280km which is 795 miles.  This is the equivalent of driving from London to Madrid.  I told you Australia is big!

As always, with my love x