Homeward bound
Saturday, December 27th, 2008So came the end of my trip. The ride to the airport I was feeling pretty neutral about the whole thing, not nervous or excited…just that it was the next thing to do. We got to the airport with way too much time to spare, I spent a bit of time waiting talking to an American guy on the same flight convincing him that Syria really is the greatest country to visit and wandering around the airport shops. I was flying on Jetstar which is the budget airline but really didn’t turn out to be that bad, I paid extra for a portable entertainment thing which say on my tray and I could watch movies and TV shows so that was really good, and I had brought a bit of food with me. The seats were actually really comfy, but of course I didn’t sleep at all and arriving into Melbourne I was pretty stuffed.
Somehow Melbourne airport was ridiculously unorganized and it took about an hour and half to get off the plane while we waited for them to bring us stairs, then buses….we were all well over it. Because I had 7 hours till my flight Christchurch I headed into town for the afternoon. I had a bit of Thai money left over which I changed into $40 Aussie dollars. In Thailand this would have lasted me 2 days but here I got a return trip into town on the bus, a sandwich, coffee and a chocolate bar. I hadn’t been to Melbourne since I was 6 years old so didn’t much idea what there was to do, as I only had a few hours and not much money I just wandered around in the sun, pretty dazed from not sleeping. I kind of expected it to be a bit cooler and more funky but it seemed to me like a big western city.
(I almost forgot it was christmas…but Melbourne soon reminded me…)
(This building is so communist looking, I may have well been in Russia, although the blue sky gives it away that it isn’t)
Nice but not very interesting. After having lunch I sat in park for a bit enjoying the sun then I headed back to the airport to catch my last flight home.
We didn’t leave for a bit because after only about 10 people had gotten onto the plane (me included) a women had an asthma attack and all these emergency doctors came on and took her away, finally we were all loaded and on the place for the 3 hour flight home, which thankfully I slept most of the way. Arriving home about 11.45pm, I grabbed my bags, was let through customs with no bag searching. Back to NZ, back to Christchurch…mum and dad were there to pick me up and we headed out into the much colder chch air and back home…..and that’s that!
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