no own photos, because I lost my camera 🙁
Although I was excited, because I would reach Sydney this day, I woke up later than usually. Of course, there always are more possible reasons, but at least the acupuncture could be one.
When I was ready to leave, Lulu even gave a present to me, a bracelet and a tiny jar, we made some good-bye photos
thank you, for those pics, Lulu & Michaél! 
and then I left them, looking in the mirror and seeing them wave and waving back until I was out of sight.
There can be good-byes with people where you had a good time and then you can leave and it is in a way ok, but sometimes it hurts a bit. And in case of Lulu, Micka and Hugo I just can hope that they really will relocate to France, because I want to see them again and don’t know if I ever would come back to Australia (depends on M&M – do the soon come back to Austria or not??) but even then I am not sure if we would meet again.
But I nearly forgot:
We maybe meet before I leave to Singapore, Lulu and Micka thought about coming to Sydney on a weekend – will there be one left between our camping trip and my ship departure?
For a while a was distracted from these thoughts, because Mr.G had decided to make my last lag more thrilling by losing the map, telling me he must but cannot re-calculated the route and beeping all the time. I tried to get some hints by him and by the sun position, because I didn’t find any street sign to Sydney and later only to Liverpool or Kingsgrove which was not so helpful if you have no idea about those locations. For the route until China I had printed out the names of villages and cities on the way but after Iran this had been quite useless, because in SE-Asia, they think more in provinces or the like, not cities and you often even can’t tell in which city you are because there are no signs. However, in Australia in would have worked well and in this situation it would have been useful.
Normally, I don’t like all those acoustic messages Mr.G send but there is one, a jolly, “de-doo!” and written: “found the route”.
One problem was probably Eugene’s map that is a few years old and in Australia a lot changes in such a period of time.
So, I had 2x the a problem with crossing a railway track. The street Mr.G wanted me to take was closed. The second time led to a big detour where I ended pushing my bike uphill on a meadow and had to take off the bags to pass a narrow gate. After that, I didn’t find the original route anymore. I re-planned it on the phone, send it to Mr.G and was surprised that this worked well.
The rest of the tour was easy (besides front wind and hilly surface, but that is no big deal when it is only 55km) and I arrived at one where Efan and I wanted to meet at 2. Luckily, she lives near enough, so we had some additional time for talking.
maybe you can guess, that’s not my photo 😉 
thanks, Efan, for those photos!
But time flew and so we agreed to meet again, and I went on to my final destination – M&M’s house.
It was interesting first for me everything was so unreal – am I really here, did I really reach Sydney on day 255 since leaving Vienna? And then, after greeting and hugging, it was so natural, as if I had gone just to a house next door to see my brother like last week (in fact it was July 2017 that we had met at a family gathering in Aggsbach, a village at the Danube)
We went out to a bub for dinner and then to a shopping center and somewhere I left my camera. Normally, I have a bag for my stuff, this time I thought it is only the camera and it is ok to carry that for this short time, but sometimes you need two hands and in such a situation I put it down and didn’t pick it up again. And I fear that someone else did it, because when I asked in the shops the next morning, I didn’t get it.
It is of course bad to lose a camera, but in this case, I am also sad not to have the photos of this special day.