20190211 – Monday – In Tassie, Robertson St, Launceston

20190211 – Monday – In Tassie, Robertson st, Launceston.

It is 10 am, Monday 11, February, 2019, and I am sitting at the kitchen table in our cute little house just around the corner, it seems, from the University of Tasmania Stadium.

Selena has gone to work already, after firstly cooking me a beautiful duck egg omelette and organically grown vegetables which the owner had left in the refrigerator for our use!! 

This was followed by a Beeeuutful cup of brewed coffee.

I can handle this!

And I slept like the proverbial LOG!!

But I am getting ahead of myself…..

Kate and Selena arrived to pick me up at around 3 pm.

Kate drove us to the 2nd floor of the car park and dropped us off so that we only had to walk across one walkway to get to the departure lounge.

Selena did all the difficult bit, handling those monstrous computer-like machines to book us both in with our luggage, so I didn’t even have to do THAT!

This is my way to travel.

Then It was into a wheelchair for me and off to the departure lounge, via, of course all the customs paraphernalia, through the gateway.

Here I was somehow parted from my black jumper, and I didn’t realise we hadn’t been reunited until I was having something to eat in Melbourne airport.

I wasn’t sure WHERE I had lost it, but Selena remembered that it was back when we first went through customs.

So when you are in a wheelchair, you go first onto the plane, so it was easy peasy finding and getting into our seats.

About 1 hour later and it was everything in reverse and then to coffee and some food.

I had a chunky meat pie, and ate the insides with a spoon and discarded the outer “carbs” area of pie crust.

Then, fruit salad and yoghurt.

There was a little girl and her mother at the next table. 

The daughter looked “islander” and mother looked very Australian.

I was fascinated by the little girl. 

She had her hair parted in the middle and drawn bak into to puffs beside her ears and part of front hair made into a fringe.

And her hair was that crinkly curly “native” hair, that if taken out of its tight restraints would flow upwards and outwards in a mass of curls.

To top it of her eyes were huge, large and luminous and one or two shades back from black.

They were both playing computer games and every now and then the little girl would embrace me with her eyes.

I really liked that little girl.

And on to the next plane to Launceston.

The sky had been clear in the first part of the trip, but now below us there was a mass of clouds.

I thought of the fact that clouds represent the saints.

“Behold he comes with clouds, and every eye shall see hi, and they also which pierced him and all kingdoms of the earth shall wail because of him. Even so, Amen.” Rev 1:7

Clouds are all so different.

These were clouds like padded cushions made of bubble foam, whereas the clouds that were present in 1993 when Jeff and I came into Ben Gurion airport, the clouds were like underwater grottoes, mysterious, beautiful.

I chose to exit the plane via the stairs, so it was one step at a time hanging onto the side-rail and then into the wheelchair again and off to the airport buildings.

When we arrived there, one of the passengers was pounding on the window to try to get someone to open the door and let us in.

Eventually one of the pilots came and used his card to open the doors.

Our luggage was retrieved without any trouble and then, we were in a taxi and on our way to Launceston proper.

$40 later and we were dropped off out the front of 19 Robertson Street (not sure what suburb) and inside.

Everything sparkled and the beautiful polished wood floors were spotless.

There were 3 bedrooms, kitchen, lounge, bathroom and 2 toilets and a lovely courtyard and patio area outside the back door.

It was perfect!

We had a cup of coffee and then sat down in the little lounge and trawled through the programs, but soon got tired of that and decided that it was time for bed.

Selena showered before she went to bed and I decided to postpone my “ablutions” until the next day.

Then as I said, a beautiful, beautiful sleep, and now here I am at 10.20 ready to decide what to do with my day.