Wednesday, February 21. Last night I got another call at 3:30 AM from the US. Okay, some people learn the hard way; tonight I shut off my phone! So I was up for an hour or so, but then went back to sleep and didn’t wake up until 9:00 AM. Wow! I spent the morning catching up with all the emails I’ve neglected since I arrived in Perth. There are probably still people out there that I’ve let down, and if there are I am sorry. At about 1:00 I had a salad for lunch and then took a beautiful walk on a boardwalk down through the Balcombe Creek Bushland Reserve and Estuary all the way down the hill to the beach at Mount Martha. It took almost an hour; the longest boardwalk I have ever been on. To this point I hadn’t found the birds in Australia very musical, but when I walked down through this estuary, the sound was nothing short of magical. Since the path begins just a little way from the house I’m staying in, I must do this walk again tomorrow. Fiona met me in the tiny town and we walked up to where the training will be held to see how to set up the room. Nice old building and very nice training room. Then Fiona took me to the larger town of Mornington about 15 minutes up the road, where I got an ice cream and where we looked for a hat for me, because I lost my precious travel hat somewhere in Cannington. Then Fiona drove me back to Mount Martha where I grabbed fish and chips and a can of Australian Solo lemon soda (“The Thirst Crusher”) and headed down the beach to eat and drink the way all very manly Aussies do. This is what Fiona told me, anyway. I was hoping to pick up some Australian manliness. Luckily we had the assistance of a bully seagull, who kept all the other seagulls at bay. But despite all his great effort on our behalf, hoping for a scrap of food, he wasn’t going to get any from me because I don’t believe in feeding seagulls; it makes them aggressive. Then, with my manliness intact, Fiona brought me home. Really nice day.