Rebooked my train ticket three times. The last time when I went into the local 'station' to pick up the new ticket I was told in very serious terms that this was definately the last time I would be able to change my ticket. I assured her that this was it, but I don't think she really believed me. Saturday morning to catch the bus/train back to Melbourne I went up to the station when Rodger went up to the museum. They are separated only by a car park and an access road. I spent a lovely couple of hours chatting with the locals and I am beginning to feel like one of them.
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