Sarah is the most amazing tour guide - I may have said this before but it can't be repeated enough. She left me to go and deliver shoe boxes to orphan refugees from Burma - these shoe boxes were filled with goodies, crayons and other stuff that children love ! Helping their creativity !
Thankfully she was gone quite a while and in her absence I had a total melt down - mainly due to my inability to cope with gadgetry - I lost so many drafts, all going AWOL - there must be a Narnia for Lost Blogs - actually yesterday (March 4th) I found that land - its called drafts but sadly on the Hudl that option isn't available to the infant blogger !!!
I then decided to sort out my knitting that had become badly compromised on the flight from Amsterdam to KL. I almost failed there as well, but persevered and am now nearly the proud owner of a finished back - still a long way to go to the finished article !
I then got a txt from Vicky to say her little dog Millie had gone missing - Vicky was distraught, and the saga continued all day - she hadn't returned by the time we boarded the flight !
Sarah returned and we resumed our quest for exercise and visiting places. We set out on foot in 32 degrees (quite cool really in comparison) and walked to the Post Office Tower- its a telecommunication tower with a viewing platform and a revolving restaurant as well as the place for tower jumping or some such dangerous sport - with a parachute apparently - something that my quest to stay alive, wouldn't be on my bucket list.
The walk was interesting and quite exhausting - but I was glad we rose to the occasion and challenge.
Then it was time to pack and get prepared for our midnight flight to Perth, rather exciting thinking I would be seeing Vicky for the first time in 2 years in the morning at the end of that 5 hour or so flight.
Sarah booked a taxi through the security guards at the Apartment complex - and at the appointed time a myopic gentleman of uncertain ethnic origin and age arrived in a battered taxi with a dysfunctional boot - fortunately I was sat behind him so wasn't aware of his nose on the windscreen viewing the outside world of manic traffic.
We arrived at the railway station, this is a purpose built building purely for the Airport Bullet type trains - its takes 35 minutes of high speed to get to the Main International Terminal - we were flying on budget airlines Asia - so we were speeding onto the second International Terminal. It was amazing - so unlike Heathrow's services - but I digress.
We found our way around to print our boarding cards, and go through immigration, purchase duty free for Vicky, have a coffee and probably the very BEST banana and walnut muffin that has ever graced our lips !!! I love this diet I am currently endeavour to follow !!!
Eventually we found our gate - not before we were welcomed aboard one of those lovely little vehicles that wiz around airports conveying elderly passengers - oh well being an OAP has its advantages I guess.
The flight was - shall we say - interesting - there were several children who obviously had come to an unofficial agreement between themselves, to ensure none of us had a night's sleep or even a doze ! One would start yelling - and did so as we were taking off - and between them they kept up the call for wakefulness throughout the night. At one stage Sarah - who I thought was sleeping asked - "are we nearly there yet" which reduced us both to hysterical giggles - its so difficult to play games of I spy on a plane - I mean how many Eddie Stobart lorries are you going to see ???
We arrived 15 minutes early in Perth to the most wonderful sunrise - Sarah as an Australia Citizen whipped through the immigration procedure and went to baggage claim, were we met - some 45 minutes later ! Three planes arrived together and for "Other than Australian Passport Holders" there were just 6 immigration officers processing our entry ! Oh joy !
Vicky was there to meet us, oh it was just so good and worth a sleepless night to be able to give her the biggest of hugs, not only from me, but Dad, and Ali and Heather and Ben and, and, and. Sadly Millie still hadn't been found.
We set of to my sister Dee's house for breakfast, which was lovely ! So good to see Dee looking so bright and well, and Kethrine - another of my nieces and then surprise, surprise Steve (my eldest nephew) turned up for Breakfast as well, what a bonus.
Vicky had to go for blood tests and pre op assessment prior to her op on the 5th March - so the girls took me home, but not before Vicky phoned to say that as she was driving back to Kinross - she had a phone call from Vets in Whitford to say they had Millie - someone had just handed her in - Vicky's mobile number was on her collar - one very happy relieved daughter ! (and mother !)
Laura - Kethrine's daughter came over to join us all at Kinross - Vicky and Craig's lovely new home - we all had a wonderful morning chatting and enjoying being a family ! What a wonderful start to my time in W.A.
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