Day 51

We landed in Sydney a little a head of schedule (yay!). As we got off the plane, we were hit by how cold it was. I think it might have been the coldest destination we'd experience on this trip so far (and Hobart was going to be worse...).

Filling out the customs forms on the plane was interesting. For once, we got to answer 'yes' to the 'have you been in Africa within the last 6 days' question. We had some packaged food (which we think didn't count), but answered 'yes' to the 'have you got any food' question as well.

The immigration guy asked about the Africa thing, and then said it was all good when we said it was just Egypt. We then went into customs. The guy asked us how we were. To which I replied "Good thanks, and yourself?" He seemed pleasantly surprised by my concern for him, as I would expect most people would barely acknowedge his existance after flying for so long. He asked us about the food we had and then let us go through. Customs can be cool! Sometimes...

We checked in our baggage for the next flight and made our way to Newtown to visit one of my mates (Craig). Turns out that there was some track maintenance for the train to the airport so we got a free bus to Central station. Win!

So we had a pleasant couple of hours with Craig, eating some breakfast, and drinking some smoothies. Afterwards, we whipped out the old hackie sack and had a hack. Despite hacking with old Chinese men, and Egyptian workers, it took me a while to get back into it. Sandra took this opportunity to snooze...

From Central, we took the free bus to the airport again (yay!) and waited for our flight home. To draw out the holiday for as long as possible, it turned out that the winds had picked up, and there was only one runway active. WTF. At this point, I was struggling to stay awake. So we found a quite corner at a gate (not the gate we needed, as that wasn't announced yet) and had a bit of a snooze.

The gate finally got announced, and after another twenty minute delay we got onto our plane. I love flights that are less than 4 hours. So this one was a dream. We arrived in Hobart to a welcoming 12 degrees... Aparently one of the coldest days in a while. Great.

But regardless, it was good to be home again. And so ends the Epic adventure of Sandra and Steve. We hope you all enjoyed our little online updates and forgive us when we tell you stories that we've already written about.

Cheers, Steve and Sandra