Surprise, surprise it wasn't Ruth this time.
Medewi was quite rural, you would be walking past, cows, chickens and various other farm animals to get to and from the surf. I (John) had been bitten quite badly on my feet. To be honest I didn't look after the bites as well as I could have. On the day of leaving my foot was sore and swollen. Half way through the flight to Oz the the swelling had spread up my leg making it hard to walk. Very painful! On arrival at Melbourne airport the pharmasist sent me straight to the doctors. I had a bad infection and would have to take strong antibiotics for the next week. I still haven't had the opportunity to blow the froth off a couple of cold ones.
Despite this our first impression of Melbourne was great. It's a vibrant city, very multicultural, with lots of friendly people. We had found a private room in a hostel and were staying there for 3 nights, whilst we were looking for a van.
A good friend of mine Colin had put me on to his son Richard, who gave us loads of good advice. We met for a drink (coke for me), had a great chat about Oz, Home and especially his old man.
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