We arrived in Devonport on the morning of the 10th of Jan. After some what rolly crossing and a fairly poor nights sleep, it was a relief to be woken at 0530 by the paging system, announcing that we were due in at 05:55 and could all drivers be ready to head to the garage decks at 0600.
The main thing I noticed at this time was that it seemed insanely early and that the ship was no longer impersonating a top load washing machine.
Every one up and in the lounge by 0600 ready to disembark.
Curiously the onboard ship cafe stop serving coffee at 0600 and close up.
Getting off the ship is almost as tedious as getting on it, they page you to the Garage Deck and then get you to sit there for nearly an hour, wishing the whole time that you had a) a coffee, and b) had gone to the toilet.
Breakfast at Devonport Golden Arches drive through. "Could I get an extra OJ?" I ask at the second window. "No, we are very busy, you will have to come inside and order again"
"Really, an extra OJ, I've got correct money" I say.
"No, It can't be done".
At this point I realise that I am in fact being served by the store manager.
I move on, one juice short.
The trip to Hobart is a delightful drive, just under 300kms. we stopped at Longford for fuel. It is a lovely small country town. The kids had a play in the local park, I couldn't decide if the memorial for Servicemen was respectful or not.
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