A first trip ‘round the world, part 25

That Friday, we took more time to visit downtown Adelaide, even caught a movie and were now about to spend one last night on what had been our floating home since May 29. 

JP had explained to me that he had got in the middle of a police investigation the previous day, a dark thing involving a murder, in which he was held for a few moments as a person of interest. 

Fortunately, he had been able to exonerate himself and get back to the boat. He always had a knack to getting involved in the most unbelievable situations and always landing right back on his two feet! 

Both of us were now expecting that someone from Mt. Buller would be at the pier waiting for us, the next day, as we had not heard from anyone since before we had departed from Genoa at the end of May.