Woke up just before the alarm sounded and quickly washed and packed the last items into the bag. B drove me up to the bus stop along with our bags, then returned the car to the garage and walked back. That way the neighbours don’t see that we are off on holidays.
Out the window of the bus I could see “godlights” shining through the grey overcast sky. We caught the train to the airport, arrived early. As we were walking along the departures area B spotted someone. “He’s that rugby player!”.
I looked. She had mistaken Andrew Symonds for Lote Tuquiri! The whole Australian cricket team was unloading their green and gold bags from a truck in preparation to fly out to the 20-20 Championship.
A pretty exciting start to our trip!