Touching Base

I find that I have a compelling urge to do things that remind me of my past life in Sydney when I’m there. This trip one of the (many) things I was compelled to do was Wildlife World.

I have a lot of fun running around inside this small zoo in the centre of Darling Harbour, and this trip I was lucky enough to be able to share it with my brother and his kids.

I enjoy how close you can get to the animals, and the focus on Australian animals.

This wee guy was such a cutie! They got him out to walk around in front of a group so we could watch him eat his ants without glass between us and him.

There was definitely glass between this guy and us! Rex has always been one of my favourite animals, and though I know that he was injured and got rescued, I can’t help but think that an animal that large really needs more than a half sixe swimming pool to live in.

On our last day we managed to squeeze in a picnic at the Royal Botanic Gardens, where Pukeko could catch up with some of his relatives.

This is something that we used to fit in every year at the beginning of January. It was a good way to spend time with friends that we hadn’t been able to see over the Christmas/New Year scramble.

I now find it to be a wonderful battery re-charge. Sitting in a grand expanse of green garden, massive sprawling trees, and just over there *points* the great expanse of water.

There aren’t trees like this in the Netherlands. It wasn’t something that I even considered that I would miss when thinking about moving country. But there you go. Trees and foliage are different the world over. I knew they were, even just traveling over New South Wales they are. But there you go, now I know.

With a last glace at the QVB, all our shopping done, and bags packed, we headed off to Kingsford Smith airport, and the thirty hour flight.

Home to the wrist surgery that was scheduled for shortly after our arrival home. Surgery that I’m happy to say was a complete success, and is now healing well!