SAM Part Four - New Horizon
Sam & Kat continue their story….
SAM JOHNSON
After two weeks in quarantine we’ve had a few days of (surprisingly liberal) self isolation. As if proof was needed of our fleeting liberties we get a text from 02 welcoming us to Australia two weeks after we actually arrived. Our freedoms means we are now allowed to go inside shops. This is excellent news as I am someone who is naturally excited by a foreign supermarket at the best of times.
What follows is Australian shopping spree that delivers a bizarre assortment of items that I can only describe as eclectic. Beyond poor supermarket choices we managed to see a kangaroo from 2km away (a genuine highlight) which was topped off by eating kangaroo sausages. Our greatest failure during our time in Australia was not being able to teach a toddler how to walk. I did however succeed in teaching her how to cheers and down her drink - something I’m considering putting on my CV.
Frustratingly these are the pinnacle of our Australian experience and I can’t really claim to have seen any of the country. So we’ve committed to a couple of flights back to the UK for a “bargain bucket” £3000.
We are met at the airport by eerily quiet rows of disused check-in desks in what now feels like a very oversized airport.
I estimate that our best case travel time will be 31 hours, which is easily the longest series of flights I’ve ever taken. As I consider flying the least civilised form of transport, the thought gives me similar nerves to the ones I had when we first departed Swindon in a beat up old Peugeot back in October.
Still, as Australia is literally the other side of the world and I have chosen to go there. So I should probably just suck it up and prepare myself to binge on the inflight entertainment and free gin.
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