So the final day of our holiday has arrived and with it the final entry of my blog, written on the long flight home. Day started with a leisurely breakfast on the rocks, I have lost count of how many eggs Benedict I have had! The sun was shining so we decided to spend our last hour walking around the harbour and past the opera house, reminiscing about our trip. We always felt this would be our one and only trip to Australia and New Zealand and although we have loved every minute (apart from the gallstones) I think we still feel the same. Our final trip to the airport on the train and I left Ian with the cases and travelled on the top deck as a treat. Shame that most of the stations and
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