I had breakfast with May this morning, before leaving Melbourne for good. Well, perhaps not for ever, but certainly with a view to not living there again for a while

Leaving wasn't really all that painful, but I did direct a few wistful looks around the place before I finally drove off down the road. I have many happy memories from Sycamore Grove, and it is going to be sad to leave forever. The place looks so bare now. Photos.

On my drive north, I visited the Army Tank Museum at Puckapunyal. Photos are here. Check out the old Soviet T-72 main battle tank - it's huge!! I had an interesting chat with the Warrant Officer who runs the place, too, and bought an interesting key ring If you're ever in the area and have a couple of hours to spare, it's well worth a look.

After leaving the museum, I drove to Wangaratta, where I met Alice. We had dinner at what was probably the only Italian restaurant in the town. Apparently all the locals know when there's a visiting intern up from Melbourne, because there aren't many (any??) Asian people in the town, and so many of the doctors on that rotation are Asian. Hmm...

Am staying at Alice's tonight. There's even a spare bedroom, although the wardrobe leans forwards (towards me) like it's going to fall over if I actually hang anything in it...