OK, I typed out this great story of my day, then the time ran out and I forgot to hit the PUBLISH button... I guess I won't do that again, will I?

Got up and out the door by 6am this morning, I think I even beat the birds! I love walking around without anyone else out. I can stop and look and photograph whatever I want. I walked for about an hour up the hill in search of a coffee... had to go all the way to the train station, about 5 blocks up the hill. Then back down the hill to the hostel and brekkie. Went back into the room and all my roomies were STILL sleeping, and they were to bed about an hour before me! Man, half the day is gone by 8:30! Got all packed up and checked out, and headed back up the hill to buy batteries for the camera, and for my appointment with abseiling. Abseiling is German for 'rapelling', which is 'French' for 'slinging down a rockface on ropes'. I have two words to better describe abseiling...

WOOOOO HOOOOO!!!

I never thought in a million years that I would do something like this, but boy, am I glad I ever did! I can definitely see what the attraction is with going up and down rocks! I can't believe I never did this before! Where can I do this at home???

We were just four this morning... Anne from Canberra, who is just off on her own for a brief holiday. (Note to self, e-mail her pictures!) Then there was Whitney from Mississauga, who has been travelling in SE Asia for 2 months... and our guide Julie, who travels all over the world to climb around on rocks. It was very good, great scenery off of Mt. Victoria, fantastic instruction. It's only the first step off the 30 metre cliff that's hard... the rest is a piece of cake!! I can't wait to do this again.

So back to Katoomba, I had some lunch, bought some more charms for my bracelet (kangaroo and kookaburra, which I still can't spell), and had a peek in a stitching store. Hey stitch & bitch gals, this store was FULL of Thea Dueck stuff! We have the best in the world, right at home.

Back at the hostel, where I have already checked out, I'm waiting for the coach driver for the ride back to Sydney. He's running late, which is because of that gawd awful climb out of the Grand Canyon, no doubt... hee hee!!

Now I'm going to publish before I have to type this for a THIRD time!

Pass on my blog site to anyone and everyone, because I'm sure I forgot to tell most people about it!

Cheers,
Marie