83 days ago we were in Melbourne, Australia. Yesterday we were in Bristol Historic Docks, gazing at the S.S Great Britain.

This is a tiny snippet of a blog built on  a coincidence. Had we travelled on the inaugural S.S Great Britain trip to Melbourne we would have only just arrived. The journey was scheduled to take 60 days which would not have worked for our coincidence. 60 days non-stop became 83 days because there had been a miscalculation in the amount of coal required for the steam engine. So an unplanned visit to Cape Town, South Africa, occurred and many of the passengers took the opportunity of climbing Table Mountain.

Our flight arrived about ten minutes ahead of schedule, no mountains involved and we were fragrant enough to hug our friends on arrival. I suspect the greeting would have been more at arms length, or further, if we had been travelling 83 days and thrown in a casual mountain climb in a hot climate.