Monday morning, still astonished by the snowfall, we drove from Jindabyne, via Adaminaby and this big fish, to Warrangobilly Caves, where we oohed and aahed at stalactites, stalagmites and all the other mites. Back to base for one more night, then Tuesday it was the long drive back to Dana’s at Falls Creek.
Wednesday she drove us into Sydney, where we had a jolly lunch with Ang, our next-door neighbour in France, and her friend Dianne, who we met last summer when she came to Puivert on holiday. Dana handed us over to Ang and Dianne, who drove us to the airport.
This is where we found that our flight would be delayed by several hours. A delay which saw us beginning the descent into Christchurch at 2.30 in the morning instead of 11.30 the previous evening. The captain told us that there was fluctuating fog on the ground, that he would make one attempt to land and if that failed, we were off to Auckland.
Fortunately, the one attempt succeeded – there was no sign of any fog – and we managed to get to our motel and into bed by about 3.30.
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