Leaving on a jet plane

Well today we really do leave Australia. We have just spent two busy fun days with relatives in Queensland and now our 115kg of checked bags and Lucy, Ada, Chris and Kate are in the Qantas lounge awaiting our flight and avoiding all last minute requests for more shopping! The sadness and excitement are palpable and the German social(?) systems evident as a stream of emails have hit my inbox saying we cannot register at City Hall as we do not have health insurance in Germany and we must get medical certificates in Australia in order to do so! Too late she cried!
Friends and Family this is simply a farewell as we go on our next adventure.
Love and Happiness

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