The morning has come to say goodbye to this beautiful country. It took me all my life to get here and here I am visiting it again. I know I will be back for a third time. I am trying not to think of the 24 hour flight I have ahead of me. I tried to check in last night on line, it let me check in but would not issue me a boarding pass, so I am going to ensure that I am at the airport early enough tomorrow to get a seat together. If not, so be it. I normally travel on my own anyway, but it would be nice if we can sit together.
Decided to have breakfast at the lovely Spanish restaurant we went to yesterday and we were not disappointed. They remembered us and the had a lovely chat, and then popped into the market which was open today! Unlike Borough Market, people were buying things. Every time I used to go to Borough Market it was just full of tourists eating the free samples and buying nothing. It was time them to get an Uber up to the airport. The journey did not take as long as was first estimated and we were soon at the airport, far too early. I sat and did my favourite thing; people watch. It has always amazed me how people actually get themselves around the world. Our desk is not open yet and I suspect it will open to accommodate the three Qantas flights that are going out around the same time: Perth, Singapore and Aukland.
Called an Uber and arrived to an eerily quiet Airport. It really was very quiet. Alloated our seats we waited and when we got on the plane it was half empty! I have only seen something similar once before, but nothing like this. After the plane took off, Andy moved and we spread ourselves out for the 8 hour flight. We arrived in Singapore and was greeted by the heat once again. However, when we boarded the A380 which I a huge plane, half was cordoned off with tape saying do not sit here. We took our seats and an announcement come over the tannoy saying it was because there was faulty door that is why people cannot sit there. What a load of rubbish. Firstly, it would not be able to take off if there was a safety issue and secondly, where are all the people who should be sitting there? They blatantly had not sold the tickets. Scary times.
Then a stewardess come up to me and said are you Karen? Talk about doing guilt. I looked at her as if I was in trouble and assumed it as something to do with my vegetarian meal. She said come with me please. I said what about my friend and she said oh he can come too. Then it all come clear. I have a volunteer who is a stewardess with Qantas and she had arranged for me to have some VIP treatment! We went back upstairs (like our journey out) and were given two brilliant seats with so much leg room, and just us two sitting together. She then gave us a make up bag each with moisturiser, toothbrush etc in it and a pair of Qantas PJs each! I felt as if I had won the lottery! Needless to say, we had a lovely flight (all 14 hours of it) home with so much leg room. It was a lovely end to the trip and I have Lauren a huge hug and said thank you as we got off the plane.
We called an Uber and the final leg of the journey was through rush hour London on a Friday. It has been a great trip. I have learned a lot about myself again and things that I thought I had dealt with are still there with me, like scars. I visited Australia 7 years ago and wonder now if I have really moved on from then. I have returned to London in unsettling times as the world appears to be going into meltdown. However, I love Australia, it is a fabulous country and if I could, I would go and live there tomorrow. But that is not going to happen. Until then, and until the world simmers down again, my wings will will be clipped. However, one thing for sure is I will be going back to Australia again, I just know I will.
Thank you for sharing my journey with me and until next time.
As always, with my love x
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