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Published: April 12th 2022
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Almost two years of border closures, twice rescheduled and once rebooked and we were almost ready to leave. Not before two weeks of dramas preceding our departure - a possessed beeping fridge, ear leech, misspelt international vax certificate, three house sitter cancelations, an international covid iso curve-ball and a crazy anti-cat lady cleaner…and breathe…we were FINALLY on that bloody plane!
Genevieve couldn’t handle 13 hours without drama of some sort, so filled the trip from Singapore with a fun game called ‘catch the spew’. My skills were honed significantly after the first round when I learned that a bag was much more effective than bare hands.
So we were pretty happy to get off the plane and back onto solid ground…particularly since it wasn’t ground within a 10km radius of our house. It’s amazing how things can feel so instantly ‘normal’ even after three years without seeing each other.
A good ol’ English fry up, some beautiful sunshine and a walk in Bushy Park to see some deer and get some fresh air (and a belly full of chocolate) and we were all feeling a bit more human. Even managed to last until 8.00 before crashing.
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