Best of Oz awards
30.06.2008 64 °F
Where did the time go? Was this all a dream? And how will we ever get everything into our suitcases?
The last question is the easiest to tackle, I shipped all my clothes home in a box thanks to the very helpful and user friendly Australian Post. That freed up the big suitcase for all the loot we had acquired in our travels as well as our warm coats which we would no longer need.
One last brekkie buffet; how I will miss those! And then on the plane from Melbourne to Sydney where we change planes to San Francisco and chase the sun back across the Pacific. The duty free shopping in Sydney helped us find all those last minute "gifts" we had been meaning to find but never found. Also supplied us with a free supply of facial creams and gels to withstand the airplane' dry air for the next 12 hours.
From San Francisco it was a short hop into Portland Oregon and Annie's family.
So what were the high spots of the trip? For Annie they were holding a Koala and getting a tan, in that order. For myself it was seeing my old parish community and dear friends.
We both agreed that the Sydney Marriott won the "Besh Chips in Oz" award. "Best Dessert in Oz" award went to salsa in Port Douglas. Rainforest Habitat in Port Douglas won kudos for their accessible animal policy. Scariest moment would either be approaching the crocodiles on the Daintree River or the shark sighting at the reef; still quaking over those two events. "Tour not to be missed" would definitely be the Bridge Climb in Sydney and "Glad we stumbled upon it" went to the Sticky candy shop in the Rocks, Sydney for supplying us with enough lollies to last a lifetime, or at least a few weeks if you have a teenager present.
After months of planning and arranging this trip there was a sense of amazement that it went so quickly and that we were suddenly back right where we had started, the Portland airport surrounded by family. They all clambored that we looked different, and on an external level that was true, suntan notwithstanding. However, it is my fondest hope that the internal transformation that is possible through travel will slowly take root and bloom in both of us with the fullness of time.
Was the trip worth it all? Too soon to tell, ask me again in ten or maybe twenty years!