G'day from Melbourne! A quick travel log of our last 24 hours or so...
Monday 1700 (Perth time) - Wake from a one our power nap sleep with drool all over the pillow and feeling like I could sleep for another 25 hours but my macbook is making noises telling me to wake up and talk to Gretta.
1800 hours - downstairs for a guinness with our irish host Ned and his Glaswegian wife Georgia who have been fantastic hosts for us in WA. Feels like an eternity since we woke up early to play Royal Fremantle (top track write up to follow) and met the dignatories.
1900 hours - we're out to dinner with Ned and Georgia celebrating their wedding anniversary. 43rd if I am not mistaken. Two days straight we've got in the middle of wedding anniversaries...
2000 hours - the first Gordon Ramsay kitchen nightmares moment at an Italian restaurant in Fremantle. Everything that can go wrong does. It's so bad it's comical. Orders forgotten. Kitchen 'malfunctions'. No apologies. One wrong order arrives. Two hungry boys looking at one another whilst myself Ned and Georgia have well and truly finished eating. And then eventually one of the most bizarre excuses for a pizza you've ever seen. We eventually escape back to pack our bags.
2100 hours - the car is packed and we've bid a sad farewell to Georgia. WA has been a special few days.
2150 hours: I'm running down the road to the terminal to check us in with Jetstar. They've kindly waived any excess baggage but we still must check in 30 minutes before our flight and Ned is stuck in the car amidst a 20 minute long que to drive around to the drop off point. The boys make it with our luggage just in time.
2240 hours: Our plan departs Perth - the time in Melbourne is 140am.
0510 hours (Melbourne time) - we arrive in Melbourne. In The Twilight Zone.
0545 hours - we're trying to sleep on the floor of the airport. Hundreds of smartly dressed businessmen and women are striding past us to catch their early morning flights shaking their head at the vagabonds.
0640 hours - Mike Hauser kindly picks us up from the airport and we head into Melbourne City. What a fantastic city it is. We make it to his work and have a quick coffee. The Best Coffee I've drunk for months and months it's great to be back downunder.
0830 hours - we arrive at the Heritage Club to play the Henley Course. Unshaven, and tired would be an understatement. A quick shower, another coffee and we're teeing off at 920 with the course to ourselves. Not a bad way to wake up!
Write ups of the courses to follow, but until tomorrow... take care.
Post script - tomorrow we're up at 545am for another flight - this time to Tassie. Barnbougle Dunes and Lost Farm beckon. We've heard plenty about them and Can't Wait.
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