DAY 26
Monday. Woke up with a scratchy throat. It maybe from the long weekend and lack of sleep. I had a light breakfast since we had dinner plans with Steph for one last time. I will admit that I willingly (by my own free will) watched a couple episodes of glee. That aside, it was about time to start our day.
It wasn’t nearly as hot as Sunday, but was still pretty bad, so I threw on a jersey and kept my PJ shorts on as we went to run some errands. We had to grab some cream since matt’s mom was making chocolate ripple cake tomorrow. Had to stop by the other Honda motorcycle dealership too, just to check it out; not that you care, but you’re reading this so its in your hands now.
Whilst shopping for the cream at the shopping center, I also had to pick up James Woo’s Minties, James Pham’s soy chicken chips, a thank you gift for steph (funny looking pot holder) and a thank you gift for matt’s family (popsicle makers). After a quick pit stop at the house, a shower and change was in order before our departure for Steph’s.
Then I was afraid. Very afraid. Every time food and Steph combine I end up leaving full of 2 giant meals and liquor. Today was no exception. Once we were greeted it started. I was handed a tall glass of heiniken, then another, then the Wine/peaches combo. Steph was making a seafood pasta with fresh crab.
Oh yea, I forgot to tell you that matt and I made pasta in the morning at the house to give to steph for dinner. Anywho. The Pasta was delicious. But then after a few more glasses of wine came the fillets (not to be confused with filets). Then after the fillets/bread, and a few glasses of whiskey came dessert… Home made chocolate soufflé with ice cream. I was so full to a point where it wasn’t enjoyable. I said almost.
After a couple hours of conversation with Steph it was time to say goodbye for the last time. I gave him his gift, and kissed the aussie Italian goodbye. Italian style of course, and that’s cheek to cheek in case any of you people are getting the wrong idea.
Ciao Bello…
It was after midnight by the time we got home. The end was near. I was officially in my last full day in Australia.
DAY 27
We opened the day with a hint of glee. A hint of glee and now a REALLY scratch throat, that is. Now im worried I may be getting sick. Breakfast consisted of home made toast and eggs. Our major plan for the day was to go fishing. We had a rod but were short when it came to bait and pretty much everything else besides the line. So on our way to the dock, we got bait, and pretty much everything else besides the line (hooks, weights, floacts).
The sun was out and he wasn’t jokin’. I ended up taking off my tank top just as a nearby fight broke out. Crazee aussies.It took us a few tries to get everything working but eventually we succeeded. Meanwhile I had my last sausage roll with sauce (ketchup). The guy next to us caught like 3 calamri in the 10 minutes he was there. We had already been around for over an hour.
Given the circumstances we decided to switch things up in regards to our set up. Didn’t help though. Eventually our hook, the pretty one with the shiny fish, got caught on something and it wasn’t budging. Matt and I looked at each other with much regret because we knew what we had to do.
As the tension rose (tension on the line, that is) I whipped out my keys and with one swift swipe of the wrist the line was cut. It was more than just a lost hook/bait/weight. It was a sign that the day of fishing was over and we were left sunburnt and fishless.
We got back and jumped in the pool to relieve ourselves of the fishy odor in our pours left from the bait. Matt’s mom was finishing up dinner, so we only had a quick dip. I showered quickly and wrapped the Xanthopolous family present as Matt’s dad was calling out that dinner was ready. Dinner was leg of lamb, with pasta and bread. Matt’s mom was also nice enough to make me a custom going away chocolate ripple cake for my departure.
And then the packing began. I had to wash most of my clothes, and start cramming things into my two suitcases. Unfortunately a few things were able to come on the ride home and had to be left behind. Sad face.
My goal was to stay up as much as I could. But with my cold creeping around I couldn’t hang. I had to take an hour nap at midnight.
DAY 28
Woke up, and continued packing and gathering all my random belongings. Then 2:30 came around. One load finished but I had another to go. Then 5:00 came around. My body is exhausted. Decide to have another hour nap. Only this time it wasn’t an hour. I slept through my alarm and 8:00 decided to spring up on me. Oops. count down 2 hours til departure. Got my new load out of the dryer and pack attack. Breakfast was toast and eggs.
Time to start saying my goodbyes. First with Ms. X, then lil nicky, then Mr. X. Chris wasn’t home, but we made a pit stop by yai-yai’s house on the way to the airport. She gave me a box of chocolates as we were walking out the door.
After all but one goodbye I hopped behind the drivers seat (that’s on the right side for all of you Americans) for my last drive. Check in at the airport went smoothly, and luckily my bag stayed under the weight requirement.
So here I am, thousands of feet in the air writing the rest of this blog wrapping up the trip to Australia…The good and the bad, the ups and the downs. From how ya goin to gday mate, this kid from the states is home.
Whats next on my plate, perhaps??
Hint: Reveille on bugle







































































































