No packing going on today. Instead there is this constant round of saying good-bye. What do our friends know that I don't? What precisely is it that they expect? They have never before invited us out to sup ad naseum before we fled north.
I really do love the attention! You know I do. And the food has been delicious and the conversation invigorating.
It is pleasant to have Australians indicate that we will be missed.
Tomorrow I pack
Friday we fly.
Friday fifteen minutes before we leave Brisbane, we arrive in San Fran.
Not bad for old folks! :)