Real Coffee

We arrived back safe and sound last night, put Miles to bed and followed suit shortly after. We then spent a good few hours with Miles screaming his heart out in the middle of the night. I guess that's the least we could have expected after such amazing behaviour on the flights.

This morning we got up and went straight to 15 pounds for brunch and a REAL COFFEE. I'm sorry England, but Costa just doesn't do it for me any more. Melbourne has turned me into a coffee snob.

This is what a strong latte should look like (it doesn't need to be as big as a pint!). It was delicious, and with the poached eggs and bechamel sauce on house-made hash browns, field mushrooms and spinach and extra bacon, I feel like I'm back where I should be (I've been craving it since about 3 days into our trip!).

I've backblipped the last couple of days here and here, so check them out too if you have the chance.

Back to work tomorrow!