20.03.2014 - 20.03.2014 25 °C
So realizing that Melbourne is a huge city and that we are leaving 45 minutes to the east of the heard of Melbourne, we decided to take the train to the heart............Flinders Street Station. We had a dinner planned with our good friends, Joseph and Jane and also Mary and Dominic whom we had met during our Italian Escapade back in 2011. As I was saying, as we had a reservation for 6 (the heart of the traffic), we decided to would take the train. Off to the train stop at Heatherdale, topped up the MYKI cards with the help of another lady passenger and boarded the train to Flinders. I am late in writing this so I do not remember her name but we had a very enjoyable ride talking trips with her. She had lived in Alice Springs and had been to Uluru and Cooper Pedy. We had decided to put this on our "next years" to do list and drive rather than a quicky fly trip so it was very enlightening.
We had a wonderful dinner at a little Italian restaurant with some amazing food down very near Flinders. Great time. After we proceeded back to the Station and the seasoned travellers that we now are...ahem...got on the train and proceeded home. However, about 4 stops from Heatherdale, I believe it was the Box Hill stop, we were all told we had to get off as the train could not go further east as there was a fire near the train stop at Blackburn and we would be taking buses. HUH....well, we followed the group and trust me there were quite a few people! Anyhow, after at least 40 minutes of waiting, I made it on a bus which proceeded to go a route which of course, we didn't know. Thankful for kind people, they told us where to get off! Getting off the bus, we looked around and had no idea which direction to walk to find the Heatherdale train station. I was kinda frantic (we were at a big intersection, it was dark and we were disorientated as to where to start walking). I yelled at a young man who had got off the same bus and was walking away and asked where the station was....he was kind and directed us the opposite direction that he was walking...wow! All turned out well and we eventually found the carpark for the train station and got home safe and sound......MORAL OF THE STORY.........when you get thrown a curveball, lean into it!!