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I was concerned about my solo drive to Bunbury. I had been spoiled for two weeks with a driver taking me to and from the airports. Now I had to put on my thinking cap and make it on my own.

I allowed myself a slower paced dinner and didn’t mind when the taxi service took a long time to pick me up. I would drive to Bunbury at my leisure. Or so I thought. I realized that the rental car place was closed as the taxi driver zipped away.  Thus began my slightly panicked next few minutes as I came to grips with the change in plans. I took another taxi all the way to the airport to a different Thrifty location. There was one GPS left and I got it.

I put a call to the hotel in Bunbury to warn them of my late arrival. I asked for back-up directions and realized it wasn’t all that easy to get there. Little did I know, the caring proprietor on the other end of the phone was concerned. She told me the next day that she reasoned to herself that I sounded “competent over the phone.” And yet she stayed awake as a mom would do until the American woman rolled into her parking spot at 11pm.

All seminar socializing with clients from Summit Homes, Bunbury.

After seminar socializing with clients from Summit Homes, Bunbury.