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Daintree Driving - Day 35

I woke up and repacked, said goodbye to Jack before he went to school, paced a bit, lay on floor in cool room and General stressed about as usual for me pre-travelling. Said goodbye to Rach and Damo after they bought home Jacks MRI- bone bruising and talo-navicular ganglion - awaiting specialist opinion. Drove to airport and handed in the hire car. Got to gate and then remembered clicker for Rachael's garage was in the front consul of said hire car and had to ring Avis - strangely enough the UK one was shut and so had to find number for and ring Aussie one - then had to be put through to Brisbane branch. Hopefully they will be able to pick it up when they pick Jan back up post op from Townsville on Sunday, although the girl on the phone sounded one sandwich short of a picnic! Easy flight to Cairns, we sat next to a chap from Geelong visiting friends in Cairns for a holiday after his wife died from ovarian cancer earlier in the year and some health concerns of his own (colectomy). He was quite excited when he knew we came from Exeter-Torquay region, His surname was Beer and the family originally from the village of Beer in Devon. Got hire car' easy and spent a couple of hours on a pretty drive up to Daintree, stopping at Mossman Woolies to get some food. Greeted at B&B by Tina one of the owners. Settled in nicely to room and after food on veranda decided to have wine inside as getting right royally bitten.

Watched an episode of The Good Place on Netflix then bed



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