Return Whence I Came
So, leaving on a jet plane, again. That song even came on the car radio. (The John Denver version).
So one more sunset…
…one more shopping trip, oh yes, that’s shopping Hilary’s Boat Harbor style.
One more Rainbow Bee Eater…
…and the next thing you know I am in the lounge of Perth Airport, with all its traumatic goodbyes…
And even though I had my precious aisle seat, there were no others next to me, so I could grab photos with my phone to show John. There’s Perth in the far back.
Waving to Dad and Iris! And who would have predicted that my plane would fly right over Arcadia Waters?? I thought of them a lot as dad was in surgery the day I was flying. Bad timing that one, but I had lots of time to pray.
A shot of the hills outside of Perth.
I finally get to see Sydney in the daylight. Unfortunately, the Opera House was on the other side of the plane.
My traditional treat in Dallas, as I have yet to see a soft pretzel in Australia.
So Perth to Baltimore
Soon again Baltimore to Perth.
I will always be returning.
Ya soc aqui!
