Having been driven to BNE airport by our niece at an unbelievably early hour, the next section of our trip home also involves having someone else drive.
In three hours or so I’ll be back behind the wheel in Adelaide.
God willing, I won’t be back until February.
(I wonder if the person I saw buying a glass of red wine in the food court thought it was 5.30pm and not 5.30am. Queensland – where it’s ALWAYS beer o’clock.)