The last hurrah
After the whole explanation as to why we have a cake etc etc, we finally understood why they had a look of disgust on their face. Because we had insisted on breaking off bits and pieces of the hand to eat, what remained looked like a headless woman chucking a leg spread...... *cough*




We decided to give away a cake so someone can have sweets for breakfast! But it does look good doesn't it? MmMMm strawberries.....So after eating, we wandered around the streets to do more sight seeing, photos and buying some souveniers. This was when we encountered HER:
Don't ask me why we found it so funny. We always find things funny. But its kinda hard not to shake your head when she goes into a big spill about how her name is partly turkish but she's not turkish but she's glad to know that Moishii is Turkish. Like what the?? Then there was a whole big commotion when Moishii said he was flying off to Turkey tonight and that he was thinking of buying something for his cousin. Of course this resulted in her trying to make us buy half the shop! God why can't you just keep your mouth shut!? Its like you blurting to the woman that you're making a documentary?Anyway, we managed to escape without spending cent. We headed on over to Infinity which is basically a place with about 20+ "rooms" that are filling with various lighting special effects that gives you the illusion that you're suspended 1000000km above ground amongst other things. No photos here since we screwed up the ONLY photo opportunity and you can't bring anything into the place with you. But it was good fun. It was expensive, $30/30mins, but I enjoyed it! This is my second time and it was even better than the first!
After the whole infinity thing, we decided it was time for another coffee. All we wanted to do was sit, and relax whilst the time passed. Suddenly, we hear this "SCCCHHHRRLLKKKKUUKKK" sound next to us. We both whip around to see where the sound was coming from:

Since we didn't want to put anything into our mouths after the whole bodily fluid thing, we decided to walk to the other side of town. We got heaps of lovely pictures, including a shot of our apartment:

We had a nice relaxing stroll in the sun and enjoyed the breeze....but do you know I have issues with "Relaxing"? I can't relax. I come from a family that in our spare time, we work. We don't relax. So after all this relaxing, I was getting a build up of something. As we walked past the wax museum, we contemplated running in, taking a photo and running out without paying a cent. But there was a guy standing right by the entrance, so I did what I thought was appropriate. I told Moishii to turn on his video camera and film. All of a sudden I grab his arm and scream "OMG!!!!!!! ITS CHRISTINE!!!!!! CHRISTINEEEEE!!!!!!!" followed by a full bolt down the street. My blood curdling scream basically made the guy almost wet his pants. I felt SO MUCH better after that.

Especially when we found Christine's new sugar daddy:

The wind had picked up significantly after this so we headed back to the apartment to grab our bags and wait for the transfer. Now when we booked our transfer, we weren't allowed to pick the time we wanted to get picked up. We give them our flight number, they TELL us what time they will pick us up. I am always very safe when I travel and try to get to the airport ATLEAST 1hr before departure for domestic flights. We almost didn't make it to the airport because of the bloody driver because he tried to run a red light! Its not like we were actually in motion when he ran the red light. We were sitting at a red light, and suddenly he thought it'd be a great idea to drive into the intersection! THIS GUY ALMOST KILLED US!!!

We line up to get through security, at this time, there is only 20mins til take off. We wanted to push in, but the thing is, EVERYONE is in a rush to get on the plane so it wasn't going to happen. Suddenly the line splits into 2, we debated jumping into the other queue but ended up staying in the main queue. This is when the other queue moves. Groups of people keep passing us and by the time we're near the security gates, theres absolutely no one behind us, and the line has shrunk from 100 people down to about 20. Looks like we got caught in the worst of the jam. We had originally hoped to get to the airport early and grab something to eat as I didn't want to eat so close to playing volleyball. By the time we got through security, there was 5mins til take off. I grab my bag and make a made run through the terminal only to come to a skidding halt. There is a HUGEEEEEEEE line for people to board the gate. By this time my whole body is trembling and my hands won't stop shaking because I'm so stressed about missing the flight and therefore missing the volleyball game.
Apparently there were huge delays and we haven't even started boarding let alone take off! I think it was Sydney's way to ease me back into the rat race, because by the time I got on the plane, I would've throw someone out the window if they were delaying us from taking off. We eventually get into the air and I ended up scoffing cold unsatisfying sandwhiches just so I have enough energy to play volleyball when I land. When we get off in Sydney, I make a mad rush to the baggage claim to get my stuff. I even left Moishii behind. I grab my bags and run for the taxi stand only to get caught up in another line. And with my luck, I got a taxi driver that had no idea where Hume Highway was. Its his 3rd day on the job, and he doesn't know where he's going. OMG I'm going to get lost! I start screaming directions at him and at 7:45pm I arrive home. I run in through the house dragging my suitcase. I throw my suitcase on the floor and run into the kitchen to let my parents know I'm home. This is when Mum insists I eat something before going out again. In 30 secs, I scoff a bowl of food and practically choke on it. By 7:50pm, I had changed and was in the head speeding towards the city. I get to the game on time, but lets say I was NOT relaxed first day back at work!!!

































































