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The day did not start that auspiciously! A 4.30AM alarm, the final pack and then my driver arriving 15 minutes earlier than anticipated in finding me sitting on the bog. A mix up communications in which Arrienne’s interpretation won the day and finding me In that embarrassing situation.
The morning was rather pleasant as we all assembled at ETSA park however my happy demeanour was deflated when a call from Eve suggested that there was no bus yet at pick-up point one-Paradise.
Meanwhile the troops arrived and the dimensions of the luggage began to reveal itself. There was lots!
Some 20 minutes later as call from Sonya, the Banksia Tours cook, to say they were on their way down the hill, from Houghton.
So there we were like a bridegroom without the bride.
Finally an hour late, with all lights blazing the bus arrived, and David the driver, contemplated the space available and what needed to be packed. It all fitted and we were off, with an early morning mist accompanying us for much of the first few hours.
Your first blog post on the trip Julian and you open with a shit comment. ha ha!
ReplyDeleteBring on the hiking!
You mention David the diver. Why do you need a diver on this trip?
ReplyDeleteSounds like someone has had too many wet dreams!