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Published: March 18th 2010
Our alarms went off at 3.45am. Some partygoers were just getting home from a night out as we came down the stairs and it was just our luck that it started to rain when we left the hostel. There were no taxi's anywhere so we rang one form the 24hour convenience store around the corner. It was $20 and about 15 minutes from the city centre to Cairns Airport.
We checked in and breezed through passport control. The airport was incredibly well run and relaxed. Normally I get in a flap when I have to go through security - not because I have anything to hide - simply because I try too hard to look as normal and calm as possible; and plastering an emotionless look on my face (so I don't get stopped), makes me look like I have a nervous twitch.
A little girl being carried by her parents spotted her Grandpa (in Airport Security gear) long before her parents noticed him approaching, and she started squirming and reaching out for him. It was heartwarming to see her jump in his arms when he caught up with them.
Had a chicken fillo wrap with salad, an odd breakfast to
say the least, but the gourmet cafe made it look so good I couldn't resist. Soon we were boarding and since we both slept throughout the 2 hour flight to Brisbane, it felt like we were there in minutes. We decided to get the sky train to the city centre from the airport as we'd not used one and it seemed like a good way to see the city. It ended up being nothing special, much more like a normal train, but was cheaper than a cab.
Picked up a few boxes of crackers for lunch (our budget has gone from tight to rigid) then headed to Brisbane Botanical Gardens for a nap in the sun. I was so excited to read my new book (am totally engrossed in it at the moment) that I started dancing round the park singing “You and me baby aint nothing but mammals” (Bloodhound Gang’s “The Bad Touch” is my current favourite song… ancient but what a classic) until I realised with horror that I’d left the book on the plane! What a first class moron! With nothing but my iPod to entertain me for the afternoon, I whacked on a bit of Krust’s
“Warhead” and Bad Company’s “The Nine” which always picks up my mood.
Ellie’s friend Glenn rang us at 3pm and had finished work so was ready for us to descend on his house for the next couple of days. As we walked through the city to the train station, Ellie asked me why the Pedestrian Crossings beep so loudly over here… “Is it so blind people can feel the vibrations”… Erm no Ellie, it’s so they can hear it.
Bought our train tickets to Eagle Junction then Ellie asked the first person she spotted in a HighViz jacket which platform we needed to be on. Turned out he was a Big Issue guy but he was helpful nonetheless.
Glenn was there to pick us up from the station and took us to the beer shop (first things first) to collect a box of Goon. He gave us a quick tour of his house (complete with a monstrous BBQ and trampoline!) and then El settled in to her role as Chief Cook and made an amazing Spaghetti Bolognaise…. she really is the best! Dane, Glenn’s housemate, came home with his girlfriend Claire and we all chatted in the living room, before
I wobbled off to bed at 9.30 feeling tipsy and tired.
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