The only thing moved in so far is the sound system. With no neighbour within earshot after hours, it was given a bit of a whirl! The views from the roof are also quite spectacular.
It was 8.30am the day after our arrival when the removals truck turned up at our temporary home. Unloading started with some kind of system, but as the garage and carport filled up with stuff, everything ended up in a heap! At least it had arrived safely and was under cover.
Despite near absolute exhaustion, the new premises had to be inspected straight away. What had been little more than photos, a rough floor plan and a distant memory turned out so much better than imagined. The views across the rooftops extend to the edges of the city with but a handful of tall buildings getting in the way.
Original details in and around the building are still there beneath decades of ‘upgrades’.
There’s no denying it, the ocean recliners are not a comfortable place to spend the night. The pillows provided were about the size of a postage stamp and the blankets about as thin as one of these! Luckily, there were plenty of empty seats to pirate extras from. Just before dawn, we docked at Devonport and set about reaching our new home.
After checking in to Spirit of Tasmania right on time, there was a lengthy wait in the queue for boarding. Safely stowed on the vehicle deck, BUG10V got a well deserved rest. The cat was not at all impressed with her accommodations, in a cold, noisy cage (she would hate me in the morning).
My first priority was to orient myself aboard the ship and know where the lifeboats were. Though nothing unusual, there was a huge swell and gale force winds awaiting us on Bass Strait. It was a wild ride!