We wake at 7.30am and with a lot of shuffling of bags and bits and bobs we finally clear enough room to get to the cooker to put the kettle on. Chris potters around outside emptying the wee container (from the inside loo) and grey water etc while I finish closing bags and making sure nothing is left behind. We bid farewell to Mary and Peter - accidentally waking them - but as usual, they are nothing but nice with lots of smiles and have a happy, safe trip back home.
This little black duck who usually gets lost in her own backyard was reassuring Chris that yes - we were on the right road to the airport. We actually arrive a little early to drop the Winnebago off then spend an anxious 20 minutes waiting for someone to appear from the hire company so we can hand over the keys. Finally we see Tina (the lady we met originally) and after a quick chat, we do the hand-over. We lug our bags to the check-in ... and it's not long to wait before we are jetting off. It's going to be a long day. We fly Hobart to Sydney - then wait 2 hours until we jet off to Adelaide - where we have another 1 and a 1/2 hours wait till we catch the connecting flight to Perth. Three plane rides in one day.. I think we will be a little tired by the time we hit home.
We have loved every minute here in Tasmania and would do it again in a shot. Next time I think we will come in summer, hire a slightly bigger van (the van was great... just needed a bit more room) and visit all those magical places we missed this time round due to a lack of time. Goodbye Tassie. You are a beautiful state filled with beautiful people!!! We will miss you.
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