|We were given a room next to the lift and laundry, so we asked to be moved and after some deliberation, David, the duty manager, decided to upgrade us. Result! Now we had a really nice room. The rain started once again as we walked out to find some lunch, fortunately not too heavy and we only had to walk a few blocks. The food at the place recommended by the hotel was pretty ordinary, but it served. Another block further on was an Aboriginal and Torres Straits artists gallery. We visited but we did not really like anything enough to buy as all the artwork was a modern take on traditional stories and while most of it was well executed it was just not for us.
By now it was raining heavily, so we grabbed a taxi and returned to the hotel. We sorted out our stuff and re packed everything, and there was a lot of everything! We did manage to finish our packing, watched a bit of TV, or snoozed, as it was still pouring down. It finally stopped and we went out for some dinner, we found a restaurant called 'Splashes', a family run fish restaurant. We had the Spanish Mackerel, as the taster we had last evening gave us an appetite for the fish. It was excellent, presented on top of a lovely creamy risotto, it was absolutely delicious. Started raining again so a taxi home and bed, though Ruth insisted in watching the British TV programme 'Embarrassing Bodies'!
Next morning we had a late breakfast, checked out and headed for the airport for our long journey home. We bumped into Rick and Beth (from New Mexico) and Gary (from UK) who we had met at Bloomfield Lodge; they were continuing their journeys having just arrived from the Lodge. They too had had to make the journey to Cooktown as the weather forecast precluded flying from Mount Louis. It was a nice surprise to see them and really confirmed we were on our way home (a sad thought).
We were at the airport in good time and checked in? We arrived at the bag drop desk for business class as it was empty and no one waiting (and we had checked in on-line already) the very officious clerk told us there would be a charge of $30 for an overweight bag, even though one bag was well underweight, so after pointing this out and he insisting on the charge we told him to give the bags back and we would redistribute our stuff the equalise the weight. He was a bit nonplussed at this as he had checked the bags in; but this time we insisted and took them!
We re packed and took them to another desk where the clerk checked the computer to find they were already checked! After explanation the bags were put through without further ado. The trials of air travel........ But as Victoria said to us on an earlier journey with her; you gotta tell them!