Tuesday

So proud of myself. Usually on the day we head home I can't wait and would just prefer to go straight to the airport and sit there till the plane is ready. Our plane was at 4 and with Virgin so they said to be there by 3 and we only got there by 2.30!
So in the morning we checked out and wandered along to the Melbourne Gaol Museum. It is where Ned Kelly ended his days. I haven't really like him since reading The True Story of Ned Kelly and still don't like Peter Carey. I found the death masks fascinating and all the personal stories.
I overheard the guide poking fun at the 'scienvce' of phrenology. My Mum had her head bumps read and still believes that it was right about what career she should pursue. Being able to predict criminality is probably another matter. But I did want to challenge the woman and ask her about all the people who read their stars and think it might be true.
After that we went to the Library and saw an exhibition about shopping in Melbourne. Quite interesting.
Finally we deviated from our Oz food choices and went for a buffet lunch at Mama Someone or others. I ate something that looked like chook's feet - had to use my fingers as there isn't much on chook's feet!! It was all yummy and I enjoyed some good veges which I had been missing.
And so to retrieve our luggage, catch the tram and then the Skybus. The plane was on time and we were back in Adelaide. All good. End of holiday - even if not quite home yet.