Here at last
Hi everyone! So I have actually been lucky enough to visit Australia, although I was seven! I can remember some bits really clearly, like getting a terrible cough and having to get my Auntie (who is a GP and lives there) to get me some antibiotics! And some things not quite so clearly, like some of the places we went to- which is kind of a shame... I can remember all the funny bits though! Hopefully I will be able to put my experience into the holiday, and make it believable! Please review and tell me your thoughts and anywhere in particular you would like them to visit?
Issy xx
The plane had been in the air for just under 23 hours, both Zoe and Max were exhausted, there had been a 2 hour stop in Abu Dhabi, no time to do anything except try and catch up on a bit of sleep.
Zoe rested her head on Max's shoulder, and sighed, it had been a hard journey, although max had promised her it would be worth it.
'Nearly there wifey!'
'Don't call me that!' Zoe protested, trying not to laugh but failing, sniggering. Outside the window it was dark and as they got further down in the air, getting ready to land, they found it was raining. But the Australian couple, who were in their 60s, assured them it would be like having a warm shower.
'The plane made it's way towards the sparkling lights showing the pilot whets the runway was, because it was raining, the ride towards the runway was bumpy and difficult for the pilot to control the plane. Then there was a bump, and the plane slowed down, coming to a halt, on Australian soil. There came a cheering from the passengers of the plane as they applauded the pilot. Max grinned at Zoe, they were finally here, on their honeymoon.
As everyone bustled about getting their bags from the overhead lockers, all the two of them could think about was the fun that this holiday might bring.
Eventually Zoe and Max got out of the busy airport and climbed into a taxi. Max told the driver to head towards Narabeen, a small beachside suburb close to the big and bustling city of Sydney. It was getting late, but the rain had stopped pattering down on the roof of the taxi. It was around 10pm but the two didn't feel tired at all, to them it felt early in the morning, it hadn't helped that at the airport they had picked up a coffee. The caffeine had made them feel wide awake. Of course because they were 11 hours ahead, jet lag was going to be a problem for the next few days.
When the taxi pulled up outside a small block of white flats, literally a few metres away from the beach, Zoe grinned, Max knew exactly what she liked. The flats had relatively big balconies with an awning stretching from the building to the edge of each balcony, covering the space with the much needed shade at midday.
The two climbed the steps up to the top floor flat, and Max unlocked the door, revealing a pretty living room, with a big glass window overlooking the beach. Then a door led off to a little kitchen, with a window next to the sink, that looked out onto the road underneath them. Another door came off the living room, leading to a lovely little bedroom equipped with a big fan in the corner. Down a narrow corridor off of the bedroom was a long bathroom, with a sink, loo and shower. Back in the bedroom, much to Zoe's delight, was a big wardrobe that across the front of the doors were huge mirrors.
They entered the kitchen and zoe had a look in all of the cupboards, she'd bought some milk at a small shop at the airport, she found a few things left over from the previous people who had been staying here, a can of baked beans, some tea bags, a box of unopened Cheerios and a half opened packet of tim tams. (Australian version of a penguin bar- they are the nicest thing on earth...)
It was getting later and they were both hungry, so Zoe pulled the packet of Cheerios from the top shelf and found two bowls. They filled the two bowls and sat down to eat.
'Urgh!' Max exclaimed 'What is this? These are not cheerios.'
Zoe looked at the packet, it looked almost exactly the same as the English packet.
'I think it's just Australian Cheerios, they don't taste that bad!'
'Hmm, just different I suppose.' Max murmured through a spoonful.'
After they had eaten, Max set the keys down on the small table next to the door, before following Zoe into the bedroom, to try and get some sleep. He turned the fan onto the full speed, it rattled but cast a relaxing breeze over the two lying under the thin sheets.
'Thank you Max, this is lovely! You are such a good husband.' Zoe smiled up at Max in the dark.
'How couldn't I be nice to you, you're the best thing in my life, ever, I couldn't do without you, so I guess that means I have to be good to you!'
Zoe and Max eventually fell asleep to the sound of waves crashing onto the sand outside, content.