They say it’s not about the destination, it’s about the journey. If so, then we had one hell of a journey!
Our final day in Canada started with a lovely breakfast; I made waffles for Kels’ and my family. We had the afternoon to run around like chickens with our heads cut off – last minute packing, cleaning and sorting out of our lives. Then we all went to lunch for burgers (and unlimited yam fries – yummmmm). It was your typical day of take off; a little bit of crazy, some cries and enjoying company. Only thing was – there also happened to be wind gusts of up to 90km/h. Apparently that’s not ideal weather for take off – even if it’s blowing you in the direction you want to go.
We arrived at the airport to find out our 6:10pm flight to Vancouver was delayed to leave at 7:30pm instead, no big deal we figured. We could run to make our connecting flight to Auckland and be good to go. Except the winds continued, and flight was delayed further to 8:30pm. Kels and I decided to take the positive approach to our entire travel plans spiraling away. We decided to treat it as an adventure; we had no idea if we would have a flight out of Vancouver that night, or if we would need to race to find accommodation as we landed.
We patiently waited to leave Edmonton, fueled by smoothies, card games and excitement for the adventure we were about to embark on.
We passed time on the 90 minute flight listening to podcasts with minimal turbulence (ps I’m open to suggestions if anyone has any recommendations on new ones). Getting off the plane we were still unsure of the game plan. We hopped off, planning to find customer service to see if there was a flight we could get squeezed on to; but, we were met by an Air Canada lady who had our new flight itineraries ready for us. We were so excited to know that we would spend the night on a plane to Sydney rather than paying for a hotel in Vancouver. We gave her a massive high five and breathed a sigh of relief; we had transportation – now just to survive the 15 hour flight!
The big flight actually was quite painless! We were sitting next to an excited American girl with dreadlocks who was headed to Aus to study physics and was certain she was going to pick up an accent during her 7 week stay. After some chatting, I settled in and slept the first 8 hours, only to wake up to a massive headache from my neck being so sore from the terrible angles. After popping some Advil, I fell back asleep for the new two hours. Kels and I put on a movie to watch together (Air Canada does not have the best movies . . . good thing I was able to sleep). We landed in Sydney as the sun was rising, Kels and both craving a good coffee and a stretch of our legs.
As soon as we were in Sydney, we found our bags and then a coffee shop. The coffee was magic to our souls, and paired with a protein bar, we were transformed from zombies back to people again.
We checked our bags once again (we had to pick them up and check them at every single stop thanks to the itinerary change) and took the bus from the international airport to the Quantas domestic airport. There, we wandered around for about an hour to stretch our legs (and make our 5 hour layover pass faster) and then we decided it was time for more food. We weren’t sure if it would be any good, but we went for airport sushi – and it was delicious (see ya later Edmonton sushi). Afterwards, we found a corner in the sun and we did some yoga, and checked in with our families to let them know we hadn’t died.
Finally, our last flight was called and we boarded for the quick hour and twenty minute ride. Quick and easy – soon we were descending. With the most beautiful views out of the window we grew more and more excited to finally be in Australia for real.
We were met at the Gold Coast Airport by Kels’ cousin Jan and Reagan. They were our ride into Brisbane as well as our lovely and generous hosts. We got to their house at about 5pm – we showered and were treated to the one meal I was craving like no other – salad and chicken! By the time 7pm rolled around we were ready to pass out; we managed to stay up until 8pm and then got ready to crawl into bed for the first horizontal sleep in what seemed like forever.
All in all, it was about 30 hours of travel time, and Kels’ and I still weren’t sure if it had for sure hit us that we had just packed everything up and moved to Australia. We had an eventful journey, and were now at the destination. Here’s to this next adventure and I guess we’ll see what we get up to here in Brissy!