Day 22 Tuesday (23/08/2011)

Blaar! Blaar! Blaar!  do you want to know what that is?  It's my alarm going off at 3:30am after not having a great sleep!  BUT, it IS time to get up to get ready to leave for the airport.  No way to escape it.  Thankfully we had prepared everything a little earlier : ).  We didn't even get time to finish our coffees, let alone start them before our taxi (courtesy of the motel) turned up.

It was 0 degrees C outside but inside the terminal it was very warm.  I had dressed for the cold.  We boarded at 6:05am and found our seats to be even more squishy than what we've ever had before, and they even seem smaller than the seats all around us due to some aircraft equipment under our seats.  I mean the distance to the seats in front of us seemed smaller.  I'm wondering if we are the victims of an airline experiment to see at what point the people will complain!  Two hours into the flight it began to get incredibly stuffy and I started to feel claustrophobic and nauseous.  A trip to the loo to remove some long sleeves seemed to help.

We landed at 8:00am to an almost tropical rainy day in Brisbane with huge grey storm clouds looming over the city.  (What a difference!)  We had to then wait till 10:30am for our bus from the airport to Roma St bus terminal where we transferred to a coach for the final leg of our journey.  It was very comfortable and I enjoyed (and Ian did too) a nice snoozy trip back up our mountain to Toowoomba.

Ian walked back to our home just around the corner to get our car and then collect me and our luggage for the short trip home.  We quickly unloaded, unpacked, let everyone know we were home via text messages, and then I went and grabbed a few essentials from Coles supermarket..

At about 3:30pm the sound of those three little grandies, Georgie, Lila and Violet, and of course our daughter Phoebe, burst through the back door with noise and smiles, and life suddenly returned back to normal.

THE  END

Bye for now