We've almost completed the first two parts of our holiday - visiting some friends in Brisbane and visiting sponsors and bosses in Hobart.
Thankfully, Theresa travelled really well to Brisbane from Honiara. But the flight to Hobart was a bit more unsettling and she screamed and screamed when we were descending... well, when she wasn't occupied by looking at the t.v. screens.
Hobart is freezing... Not that we expected any different, but in real life, 19 degrees is cold... for us because we're used to 35. This is the first time in Theresa's life that she's wearing long pants and cardies all day long.
We're enjoying our walking in this little snug part of Hobart. It is quite a novelty to be able to go for a walk - and it's safe - and it's free.
Not to mention, beautiful.
Yesterday it warmed up enough for me to wear shorts. We've had cool, crisp nights but a few nice warm days. Well, warm if you're in the sun.
But, Goodbye Hobart, because we're leaving for Melbourne and the open road tomorrow. We've had a great time, enjoyed the hospitality of our host and met with lots of lovely, dedicated people who support us and pray for us. Thank you to them all.

