Wagga Wagga

Well I write this blog with my daughter Ruby sitting on my lap who has taken to blowing raspberries... so please forgive my typos. So we leave Taree on a new adventure heading down to Wagga Wagga for my new secondment. We head down to Sydney with the car packed to the hilt and Ruby tucked in there somewhere....

Ruby manages a good sleep on the way down, rain bucketing down all the way until we arrive in Sydney. Its good to be there and we manage a catch up with family and the next day friends. The next day we are up early (we have a child, there is no more sleep ins for us), and head off to Goulburn, a nice little town that reminds me of Tauranga (my home town) back 30 years earlier. Anyway we stay at a motel and ask "will our things will be safe?" to which the hotelier replies, all the other rooms are full of police here for training...needless to say the car was not touched. The most noticeable thing about Goulburn was the 'Ram' as seen here..

So we head off toward our exciting new home town Wagga Wagga (meaning the 'Land of many Crows') and I must say have not seen one in Wagga (as the locals call it) since we arrived, much to my pleasure.  Anyway the drive down showed some beautiful green grass that reminded me of NZ. Take a gander ...

The highways look new too. On the way down to Wagga.

We also notice how it is cooler and slightly wetter at this time of year but somehow we are enjoying getting dressed up warm and not to bothered about the cold. Within the first week of being here there is a huge protest march to get a new hospital. Leilani and Ruby are in amongst it....

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So that's it for the first week in Wagga so far, lots to look at and off to work again.