April 10 – afternoon
I was helped across the road this morning by a nice young gentleman. What a lovely place Hobart is. I love the winter sun on my back and the blue sky above me. I love Mount Wellington in the background. I love the parks. I love the people. I love the fact that I found a skip full of biscuits. A small store had had a fire (I am sorry for them of course) and had had to throw out smoke damaged goods. They obviously sold a lot of biscuits. There were a few children rummaging in the skip and I joined them. They did not seem to mind. I could not carry as many as they could of course – some of them brought with them big bags – but I managed to stash a few packets away in my bag. So now I have good food and better still, I found a wi-fi signal. It was not perfect brilliant but it was good enough while I was busy with lunch. And hooray! ‘Tasmania’ has been in touch. We will meet tomorrow, not far from the city. I shall make my way over to the West of the city this afternoon, in preparation for leaving tomorrow.
April 10 – evening
Shortbread biscuits are not as good as ginger ones but they are still tasty. Have found fruit and veg at the back of a supermarket. Am steering clear of tomatoes. For ever.
April 11 – morning (very early).
Today is the day. I feel funny inside and not just because I had a lot of kiwi fruit last night. I have found the place we are to meet on Google Earth and am on my way. I will take a bus and then have to hike by foot but I am grateful that we are going into the bush. It will be private there and I should be able to take off my scarf. Time to go!
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