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The journey home

I left you yesterday with me sitting at the Melbourne airport waiting to board my gate. Once we were on the plane I realized that the flight wasn’t 12 hours as I thought, it was 14+, there isn’t that much to say about the trip home other than a study in airplane food, starting with dinner, but not until you gotten to play with the stickers.Home 1The evenings dinner was some kind of chicken with rice and veggies.Home 2With a very strange, but edible ice-cream for dessert.Home 3And since going on a plane for hours, and hours by yourself, I had An officer and a gentleman as a dinner companion.Home 4After dinner I did my best in order to sleep, something I find very difficult on a plane, however since we were to land in Doha at 6am in the morning, I figured if I slept now then I should be right on it once I got home. As our morning approached we were served a super yum breakfast;Home 5As we landed so early and I only had a short stop in the airport, it didn’t take that long before I had yet another breakfast in front of me, slightly different from the previous one.Home 6For some reason I was still super hungry once I polished breakfast no 2 of, I don’t know how since I mostly been sitting still doing nothing for a very long time. Knowing that nothing else would be served until we approached Copenhagen I very sweetly asked for some more, and poof;Home 8They found me some leftover bread and cheese so I could fill my tummy, and it managed to stay full until it was time for the last meal of the trip, a hot sandwich.Home 9It’s funny how a post about a journey can become so much about food. I have more coming since I was thinking ahead and had ordered groceries for home delivery. I was pretty sure that after the long trip I would have not interest of leaving the apartment for anything once I got home, and I was right. I didn’t want to ruin my good eating habits already on my first day home though, so I decided to pay the little extra to have it delivered. So when I came home this is how it looked outside my front door.Home - groceriesI have been a good girl and at 20:45 in the evening I’m still awake, and I haven’t spent the whole afternoon on the couch! I have unpacked my suitcase to make sure that all my mugs and other souvenirs survived the trip home, and they did! I have also started one load of laundry and done some cleaning – pretty awesome I say.

So people, I know that my trip have gained me several new followers, this is the last post on the Down-Under 2013 topic. As of tomorrow it is back to the real world and things like the unemployment agency and other grown-up items, but hey, you are all more than welcome to stick around for that as well!

Before I leave, I have to say a big thanks to my girls in Melbourne, Wellington and Dunedin that let me take over their homes on such short notice, and taking such good care of me. After the first couple of months of this year, it was exactly what I needed and I now find myself energized and ready to take on the world! All the hugs and thanks to you girls! Everyone should have friends like you.

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A final day

Waking up this morning was done with mixed feelings. In one way I don’t want to go home in another way it’s going yo be nice to sleep in my own bed and put all the ideas that vacation brought, into action.

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My first mission of the day was to get all of this into my suitcase.

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After plenty of puzzling, all was in. I seriously questioned my ability to close the thing though.

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I did! Kind if wished I had my shower after packing rather than before.

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While I was doing that, my hostess was dropping of Mr Three-year-old of at his grandmother so we could have some grown-up time.

We went back to her oasis of a cafe for lunch. Yum, yum!

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After the lovely alone time, we went to pick up Mr Three-year-old again and returned home. The rest of the afternoon and evening was spent on me feeling sorry for myself because I have to go home, and just general babble. I did make one final dinner for the household, chicken stir-fry.

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Getting into another expensive taxi (after two super hugs from the little guy) I made my way to the airport. The check-in lady was nice enough to ignore the five extra kilos in the bag I checked in, which we are happy about.

It also seem that the Aussie people have figured out that timtams are on of their biggest exports, as it’s now sold in the duty-free shops.

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I’m now sitting at gate three waiting for boarding to begin, soon people (in another 24hrs) I will be back in the world of cold, Snow and 24/7 internet!

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Closing in to the end

My last full day in Melbourne, or so I figured. Checking my ticket I realize that I leave 22:55 tomorrow, that’s almost a full day.

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I still did some farewells today, but not until me and my hostess enjoyed a coffee in one of the nice little cafe’s found where she lives.

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I then went on to Gloria Jean’s, a place that I have enjoyed during this trip, mainly due to their next door neighbors free WiFi. They also have a yum ice tea with lemon and lychee.

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My appetite is a bit low because I’m unhappy about returning to real life, knowing that I have to eat I went for something I know I always pretty much polish of.

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After enjoying the mall for one last afternoon I headed to the grocerystores, starting with aldi.

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Shopping there is like shopping in Denmark, you only find half of the stuff you need, then you have to go to the next one. That’s what I had to do with my Timtams! When you have friends that have been down-under that is the one thing they want you to bring back.

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The reaction of the check-out man when he saw all the timtams, was the highlight of the day; “who’s going overseas?”. Apparently stocking up on timtams is more common than one can think.

Returning back home, the evening went to procrastination. Instead of packing I was reading, writing, watching telly, and of course cooking.

Dinner of the evening; redcurry salmon.

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One long day packed with fun!

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This morning saw us getting on the train to the city to enjoy the weather and my last Sunday on vacation. Reaching the our destination we decided to start with the art gallery.

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Where the entrance is sporting a wall of water and who am I to resist a bit of fun?

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We walked through some of the Asian and European exhibitions.

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When you bring Mr Three-year-old to places like this, the attention span is limited. We did manage to spend long enough on there to find us leaving in time for lunch. With the amazing weather not eating by the water would have been silly.

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As we were walking along the water, helping all that lunch settle in our tummies, we came upon activities organized for the marches marching for the world autism day. Of course there were activities for the children.

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Unfortunately the jumping castle deflated before Mr Three-year-old got to jump, so when we later handed him over to his daddy it was a little boy full of energy.

So what does two girls do when children free on a Sunday night in Melbourne? I will tell you! First the find a nice little spot in one of the many Melbourne allies.

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Then they order something real yum out of the funny little menus.

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Then they enjoy that yummy thing while watching the people go by.

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And the rain pour down.

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Then, when the rain has stopped and the darling boys gotten paid, they continue their adventures.

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The Melbourne international comedy festival happened to be on, and we scored two tickets for the great debate.

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I was laughing so hard that my tummy hurt at times. It was an amazingly well spent evening! All that laughing does make you hungry, so before jumping on the train home we went in search for food.

Both of us liking sushi, couldn’t resist the running sushi, or sushi train as the call it here down under.

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I went a bit crazy as usual.

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As I was just wearing a short little dress, the road home was a cold one, thus I purchased myself my first ever decaf cappuccino.

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It tasted surprisingly good, so I might make that an evening habit.

At home we caught the last bit of downtown Abbey before pretty much falling into bed.

Awesome day!

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Market day

The beautiful weather returned yo Melbourne with me, so after breakfast we decided to head for a market.

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St Andrews market celebrates 40 years this year and is around every Saturday during the summer.

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There is a little bit of everything around, including a chai tent.

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Horses for the kids to ride on.

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Lunch, of course.

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And the native flag.

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It was a good few hours in the sun, and I was a good girl leaving without buying anything I didn’t need.

On our way home I stopped by the eltham library to get an internet boost. I will have to admit to missing my 24/7 access.

When I came home I found myself having an enormous chocolate craving. Do you remember this little dude?

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For a little while it looked like this;

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Now it’s all in my tummy.

All that fresh air and sun I was super tired and ready for bed at eight, so it was really nice that my hostess cooked a lamb stir-fry for dinner.

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I spent the evening finishing yet another book, perfect vacation day.

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Back in Melbourne

This Friday morning saw me back in Melbourne and crumpets for breakfast.

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We then head out to the favourite mall for Mr Three-year-old to watch a theatre version of Madagascar. Since I’m a tad bit older than him I decided not to attend, feeling that I would better enjoy other parts of the mall – I was correct. I managed to buy some more presents for the people at home before settling down at my favorite cafe.

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Those kind of magazines are my guilty pleasure, I never buy them myself however I do read them while available.

Once Mr Three-year-old and his mother rejoined me we headed over to the lethal shop, savers. Today I managed a pair of shoes, a sweater and a book, all for $12.

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All that shopping made us hungry and as it was lunchtime we figured we might as well eat.

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It might sound like all we are doing is eating, however that isn’t true. Before the below picture was taken we managed to do grocery shopping, sit and read a book, hang out and stuff. Then it was time for Friday fish n’ chips.

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The day didn’t end there! After eating we changed into our pretty outfits and headed back out. It was concert night at one of the local churches, and no! There’s no need to worry, it wasn’t in the actual church so no lightning struck and all the buildings are still standing.

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The band is made up by four charming lads calling themselves Run caballito, hard name to remember I will admit. They were really good and I do recommend you to look them up.

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After that busy say and night, it was straight home to bed for the three of us.

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One of those days

My last day in NZ saw a tired me, I couldn’t sleep and ended up reading until 3 am. My appetite wasn’t the best when I got up so a cup of tea and a mini-snack would have to do for breakfast.

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Being tired and lazy I packed my stuff, watched telly and felt sorry for myself rather than running my one errand, laziness never pays!

When my hostess returned home after the mornings activities, we packed my stuff into the car and started the journey towards the airport, stopping at different spots along the way. One of them being lunch for me.

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Next being my favourite shop countdown so could get a souvenir for me and a pressie foe my mum. Unfortunately the present for mother fell through (I hope she can find it her heart to forgive me). I managed to get my souvenir though, a shopping bag that is the perfect size for my bicycle basket.

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After another errand and the scenic route to the airport, I checked in my bag and went in search for the post office. At this point my flight is one hour and 40 minutes delayed, I’m unhappy about leaving NZ and just generally cranky. I can also inform you that there are no longer a post at the Wellington airport, or any other means of sending stuff out of their, just as a fyi.

Trying yo raise my spirits as well as taking a moment to figure out what to do, I purchased myself a coffee.

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Nothing in life is impossible when you have coffee at your side! It also turned out that sitting down, looking out at the beautiful weather helped me find a spit with free WiFi!

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Thus I googled nz post and realized that the closest Post office was not that far away on the bus, airport bus that is, expensive airport bus that is. No matter I got on it, managed to send some stuff home that I wasn’t sure I would be able to bring in to OZ, presents that o didn’t want to risk have taken away and thrown out. I also got a bit of sightseeing.

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That’s what laziness did, I could have sent it of in the morning, would have saved me some money, however I would have been super bored at the airport for a longer period of time.

Returning to the airport my flight was even more delayed, now up to two hours. So I got myself a snack!

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After what felt like forever, we could finally board the plane, take off and wave bye bye to New Zealand.

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When dinner was served I absolutely and totally devoured it.

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Chocolate and ice-cream for dessert.

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Three episodes of NCIS and some Hollywood scandals later we finally arrived to Australia.

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I had plans to be economical and take the bus to my friends place however with a two hour delay and a shitty mood, I opted for a taxi.