On our final morning, we had time before our shuttle to the airport to take another walk. We strolled a short distance to Victoria Square. We returned to the hotel and checked out, and waited in the library next door, until our shuttle arrived.
During our shuttle ride, we passed immediately in front of the mosque where the shooting had occurred. It was overflowing with flowers and poster messages expressing sympathy and support.
We flew back to Sydney and took an Uber to an Airbnb near the airport. It was a massive apartment complex, and was a bit tricky to get in, but the hostess greeted us and led us through the complex to their apartment. We remained there instead of trying to go out to dinner. We visited with her on her patio in the nice night weather. The husband was on his computer the entire time.
The next morning, I recall things going okay until it was time to find our way out of the apartment. We couldn't open the door to leave! No one was there to help. We got panicky, but finally she showed up and helped us to get out the door.
Another Uber to the airport, and then the long flight to Houston and on to Cincinnati.
What an incredible trip, but five weeks seemed too long.
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