There was a lot of driving today, arguably worth it for all the great views. My only complaint with the organized tour excursion is that they did not go through Point Lonsdale, for its fantastic views of the Port Phillip Heads.
It was about a three hour drive back to Melbourne from the 12 Apostles (of which there are actually only seven rock outcroppings) scenic overlook. This was extended a little bit, due to a traffic accident on the major highway back to the city, which required a slight detour.
We were dropped off where we were picked up in the morning. A brief scan of Google Maps suggested we could cross the Yarra River in Melbourne to get to the Flinders Street Train Station on the other side, by way of a pedestrian footbridge (not a tunnel, as I had erroneously thought earlier in the day). That proved true, and we were soon hotel-ward bound on a train. It was the usual two stops to South Yarra. We disembarked the train and walked the couple blocks to the hotel, by way of a 7-11 convenience store (for Immodium AD for Deborah, who had an upset stomach and the sh!ts all day) and a juice/tea stand (for juice/teas for the two of us).
We ordered room service at the hotel, in part because of laziness, but mainly because Deborah did not feel good. We watched an episode of Severance, I finished this travelogue post, and then we slumbered.
Fin.
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