We survived the trip back from Adelaide with the family unit still in tact (this is worth noting). Inky generously decided to wait until she had crashed in her bed around 7.30 before letting out an almighty chunderous spew (which was echoed by her father at 4am. I’m sitting here patiently waiting for it myself).
It’s great to be home. I love travelling and constantly have itchy feet but I do crave the safe haven of this little Edwardian house in inner Melbourne. The fact that the girls can clearly handle 10 hours in a car without much whingeing AT ALL has inspired me to plan more road-trips for the family.
But without getting ahead of myself, I present to you my Adelaide tale in shutterbuggery…
We headed to the beach, in all its autumnal haziness:
And to the hills to breathe the semi-rural Hahndorf air:
And back to our Adelaide-home-by-proxy:
Before finally heading home to beautiful Melbourne: