|A small bit of Hobart and Mt. Wellington in|
the background, topped with snow.
But the person who took all my samples, weight, and information was nice, as was the doctor who made sure I had normal health... things. He was actually really friendly and interested in how we'd met (through a Bible conference), and then our faith, God, and was just generally really nice.
Then the x-ray. we had to trek (not a long trek, really) to the private hospital, wait for my turn for an x-ray (to check for TB), ask them to put a rush on it since we didn't live in Hobart (we had to bring the results back to the medical center I had my physical at, and I guess it's common practice to just wait for days for results to come through. But that's a whole different issue that I know next to nothing about). So we spent several hours walking around Hobart's central business district again.
|The ketchup was for the chips.|
Vinegar went on the fish.
Well, the half we hadn't eaten already.
So we split an order of fish and chips (again, the fish was so fresh and clean tasting!) and ate in the crisp sea air in front of the very ships that caught it (at least I like to think they were the ships that did so. I really don't know).
More walking back to the hospital, receiving my x-rays, driving back to the medical center, dropping them off, and then finally heading back home over another 3-hour drive through, again, some of the most beautiful scenery I've ever seen. Really, I haven't gotten tired of looking at most scenes here, yet, after almost a year.
|A lot of seeming emptiness. And fences. And mountains far in the background.|
|I couldn't help trying to take photos through the window this time.|
The gum trees, surrounded by nothing, in the sunset, are beautiful.
Also those bumpy things are sheep.
|This photo does NOTHING to give this scene justice.|
I mean nothing. It was just beautiful watching the scenes go by in the fading light.
And yes, even though we were only gone two nights, it felt nice to come home to our own bed, and our pathetically needy kitten, who greeted us with much mournful meowing and didn't stop purring for hours.