31
of December
(the
trip home)
Well
what a trip. It certainly didn’t stop when we were on the plane but let me
start on that cold morning of the 31st of December. Mum woke up and had to next
door to wake dad up. We then had showers and went over to have breakfast. It
was very nice and good to fill our stomachs. We then went and pack up our
things and put them in the car for the last time. We then drove over the border
from France to Switzerland. We found our way to the airport. It took a little
while to find the car park but it was good once we found it. It felt weird
being back in the same place as where we started. We took all the bags out of
the car and said our last good byes to it. We then went up to the car rental
desk and dad signed four things handed in the key and that was it. We then went
into the airport and checked our bags in. We had a stop over in Dubai planed
and we booked a hotel through Qantas. We got the papers for our hotel only to
find that dad was in one hotel and mum and the kids were in another. We were a
bit distressed by this and dad tried to change it but it couldn’t happen. We
then had a while to wait so we went into the departures section. We looked
around at some of the shops and then went to our gate. We waited till we were
allowed on and hopped on. We had a six hour fight and landed in Dubai for the
new year. We walked out and tried to find the place where we were supposed to
meet the drive to take us to our hotel. We spent an hour walking around the
airport trying to find the spot and once we had found it the driver had already
left. We waited and he finally came. If this wasn’t bad enough don’t worry it
is about to get worse we then went in opposite directions to our hotel. We
arrived at a hotel only to find that it was then wrong one. We then were walked
to our new hotel. We got into the room to find that we only had one bed. Yes
only the one luckily it was a king sized bed so three of us could sleep in it
but mum had to go down and ask for another bed. Finally one came and mum was
able to lie down. We got in contact with dad as well through the hotel. We then
got a couple of hours of sleep. We woke up and had the worst shower all trip.
We got picked up and taken to the airport. We met dad there and found our gate.
We had a little to eat for breakfast and got on the plane. It was nice to be on
the last leg of the journey. We had 13 hours on this fight so we got stuck in
the movies straight way. Once we got to Australia we got off the plane and went
to collect our baggage. We then through customs and came out the other side to
see Grandmax’s head poking over the top of everyone else.
Amelia
