The Great Aussie Adventure Vol.1

So exactly a week has passed since my first blog post and I have had 68 views – I am way more popular than I thought :P

Happy Easter all! You know I miss you all dearly and wish I could have hugs and tell you all how fabulous you look but as it is not possible right now – just know that I am only friends with fabulous ok x

As I cannot figure out how on earth to start out this story I have decided to envisage the most EPIC Sunday Vino Session EVER!!!

Setting:              Ivory Lounge

We are seated in front of the fire place on the very comfortable squishy couches with 3 bottles of wine in front of us (after all – there are loads of us... Look – loads!)

Miss T H – one of those is red the rest are Pinot Gris so that we do not have the Sav vs. Chard discussion   :P

Moose has just wondered back to the bar after a good 15 or so mins of chit chat and we finally get down to the nitty gritty! (for those of you who do not know moose – he is the bar manager and fancies himself as a ladies man).

After another bottle of vino (or two :P) we have got through the general how is everyone – it has been to long – I love you guys – let’s not leave it so long next time – etc.

So as you all can imagine the Friday I left was an emotional and crazy one!   After having a slight freak out whilst getting ready the smart and intelligent Miss C handed me a much needed shot of Agavero for breakfast!
Then after a few hours of “what if I am not pretty enough, or have forgotten something extremely important“ as a few of you know, I was accompanied to the airport by Master  J and Noo’s (also her beautiful babies; which made me feel amazing and loved.  

Then amazingly, when arriving at the airport, I was surprised with the lovely Miss H coming to see me off (and got a beautiful heartfelt farewell over the phone from my *cough –Miss H’s –Master C). After spending $140 to get my extra (overweight) bag on the plane the six of us had a tasty lunch that took an obscenely long time to come out, we had a laugh and everyone did a great job of keeping my mind off of the HUGENESS of what I was about to do.

Miss H and Master J had to go off to work and I had my first ”don’t cry – don’t cry” moment of the day!   This was followed by a pep talk from Noo’s of epic proportions – If you have not had the pleasure of a Noo’s pep talk, take my word for it – this woman could talk a small army into believing that they are ten foot tall, bullet proof and breathe freaken fire!   After a good 10 minutes of hugs – a couple of high fives from the kids and a few more “I am so proud of you’s/I cannot wait to visit” from my Noo’s and I was walking through the gate.

Now anyone that has walked through that gate not knowing when they will next be living in their home county knows, this is the moment when you don’t know the difference between up or down as you are so excited about what could be coming and so full of grief for what you are leaving behind – those amazing friends and family, also brimming over with the love of those that you are leaving behind.

After passing through customs I met Miss C and we had a bit of fun speed shopping,  then I had a chat with Master J and Miss LL on the phone before getting on the plane and sitting with the cutest most Kiwi of couples from Wanga’s of all places! They were all class!   Trust me - barely out of the country and already feeling homesick due to the awesomess of the characters I have met!  So I get off the plane and am waiting to collect my baggage and who is there? My ex - the one that got away- of course, I mean who else would be there, basically in front of me, just waiting to make me wonder if I was doing the right thing!
So here I am, turned away from him, thinking invisible thoughts but not able to keep my attention on the conveyabelt that is for some reason not circling my bags!   Suddenly, poof – there goes the man, and here are my bags... was this real? 

Frick... reality... Master Z is on the other side of that screen... still have 12 ppl in front of me in the line... I want to get out of here... I am feeling claustro... no go slower... what if I am not as pretty as he remembered – what if I am not fun after all?   Aghhh!!!   -Cue customs guy “your arrivals card does not have an address, where in Brisbane are you going?” Brain: “Fuck... I am homeless and jobless... in another country!” Mouth: “I am not sure, I am staying with a friend, in place that starts with an I” *flash winning smile – customs guy rolls his eyes, chuckles and tells me to go straight through. My feet start walking and my brain starts its attack AGAIN: *Augghhhh... the wall... no, ask a few more questions, I am not ready... am I ? Shoot, am I ? O.M...

First I see Miss D  with a sign “Rachel Kiwi” on the back of an envelope! <3 Beside her is the reason for all this happening and my mind (FINALLY) shuts the hell up... the next minute it takes to walk around the dumb barrier is the longest of my life!   I am speechless and struck dumb and want to say 1000 things but nothing can encompass the “It is amazing to FINALLY see you... I missed you so much... You make me feel so freaken wonderful” 

Then - you guessed it - we pashed :P