Welcome to Melbourne

Well guys I am here. After nearly a year of planning I am finally in Australia about to start the adventure.

Getting here wasn't as plain sailing as I would have liked it to be though. After saying a teary goodbye to my sister at the airport I headed off to check in thinking I would have a couple of hours to relax and read a book. Oh how wrong I was. I arrived at the check in desk to firstly be told they couldn't find my flight time which obviously sent me into a mild panic to then actually be told the reason they couldn't find it was because it had actually been delay five hours. Yes people you read that correctly five long hours. At first I thought the guy was joking, I mean how could it be delayed so long but nope there was no punch line. So off I trotted to go and see how I could entertain myself for what actually would be seven hours (being the good person I am I was ready to check in two hours before my flight).

I finally made it onto my flight and unfortunately I wasn't as lucky this time as I was on the first one and had to actually share my row with two other people (the cheek of it). I managed to get a bit of sleep and actually with the delay it worked out a little bit for me as it meant I was actually travelling at a more sensible time.

I am not really sure what I expected when I arrived at Melbourne airport but honestly I kept thinking I could be walking back into Heathrow. When going through passport control, as I was here on a working visa, I really thought there would have been some questions maybe a light shone into the eyes whilst being interrogate but nope I quite literally walked straight through without anyone giving me a second glance. Then came the fun part of collecting my luggage. You know how it is when you are either really lucky and it is already going round ready for you to pick up or  when you are stood there and stood there convinced it had gone missing and mentally trying to work out how much longer you can last in the clothes you are wearing. Thankfully after what felt like a couple of hours round it came looking all proud of itself.

Off I went with bag in tow to meet my lovely friend Jo who was kind enough to pick me up from the airport and let me stay with her for a couple of nights. Even though I was going to somewhere that spoke the same language it is still nice to see a friendly face when you are walking out of the terminal.

Before I get too carried away and end up writing an mini novel I am going to end this post but I will say that what I have seen of Australia so far I have loved and really hope that feeling carries on :o)

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