Leaving Home Again

March 7, 2010
Well yeasterday we left Margret River, and it was one of the hardest things I had to do on this trip. I almost cried when we said goodbye to everyone at the hostel. The french were easier, as we said goodbye to them the night before, and it is way easier to say goodbye when you aren't about to drive out of the parking lot. Everyone said that if I ever came to there part of the world I would be welcomed with open arms. Which means I can travel all over Europe right now and never be far from a friendly face. Anyway we drove North and it was hard. Ella who was really good friends with Lena was really quiet, which was unusual for her as she is usually really quite bubbly. That Night we only got a far as Perth, and we booked into a hostel in Northridge, which is when we discovered that Northridge is kind of the shadyer side of town. It was a big hostel, and it felt so alien, cold, and cayotic. I suddenly really missed Margret River even more. Knowbody looked really that interesting, everyone there seemed rather like Douchbags. Chris decided to go to bed early, and I not wanting to hang around this place long decided to go looking for a quiet bar with Ella. This soon became a thing easier said than done for 2 very simple reasons, 1 it was Saturday night and the bars are packed on a saturday night, 2 there was an AC/DC concert in town and after it finished everyone was out on the town drinking wearing AC/DC shirts and memorabelia. We managed to squeze 1 drink in, and then just walked around talking until 1 in the morning. The next morning we checked out early and headed right up to Quinns Rock to pick up the mail from Gerard and Jane. I knocked on the door and peered through the blinds to see if anyone was there, which is when I spotted a pair of feet through the slits. These feet confued me, they were way to small to be Gerard's, way to young to be Jane's (no offence but this is what went through my mind Jane), so who owned these feet? And that is when the door opened to reveal the Canadian Doctor we all know and love Shara. This was a rather large surprise as last I heard she was working up North of Broome. Well she was back, and staying for a while (and she also like several of my other blog readers made a comment about not getting anything up on my blog). Anyway Gerard and Jane gave us coffee, tea, muffins and we had a nice reunion meeting. I gave Gerard 2 bottles of wine I picked up in Margret and he imediately invited me back in 10 years to drink them, must book plane ticket. It sounds like Jane liked the book I gave her, but now may partially hate me for the fact that the rest of the books in the series aren't written yet. Anyway we were there for maybe 30 minutes before we were all swimming in the pool. I have to admit I gave into temptation and swam for a good half hour. We had lunch moved a large potted plant. During our conversations I heard that one of their house guests actually complained about the purple bed, like my favorite bed in the universe, I was stunned. Anyway we said goodbye, but not before Gerard gave us 6 bottles of wine to go with us, now bringing our total to 20 bottles in the car, that might make Broome. We picked up some cheep wine before we left Margs. Anyway it was great to see Jane, Gerard, and Doc. Shara, anyway heading to Geraldton tonight, will write later.