They are our German roommates and have been in Australia for 20 months I believe. We met them when we checked into the Coffee Palace on Wednesday evening, had a game of cards and decided to spend the next day at the beach together. Though the weather seemed foul in the beginning it quickly cleared up and watched over by the sun it drew us all into the water to do some backflips and water fights. Raul was desperate for a ball and a game of soccer but sadly we couldnt find one. Instead a French "backpacker photographer" decided they were worth making his collection and had them smile for him. The late afternoon brought steong winds with painful sand blown over and against us and so we took off grocery shopping and fixed up cheese penne and salad before it was time for the boys to go to the movies and for Anja and myself to watch a comfy movie in our sixbed dorm.
Leaving Halia and Chris was a strange thing for itself. Firstly I had to make sure they knew it wasn't goodbye! Anja and I are planning to visit them on the weekend and when I come back to Melbourne after Tasmania I am counting on seeing them too. But as I stuffed my backpack in the boot (trunk) I still had a pit in my stomach. Just like when I leave home. It might have been in combination with my family's amazing fox video that I felt like leaving all over again and I was happy to be going to the hostel accompanied by both Chris and Halia. They have become so dear to me and when we played Luey's new game on the last day with the whole family it really felt like home. I am so glad to have met them and although I have thanked them before I would like to do it publicly as well. They have done so incredibly much for me and have become such good friends that I surely won't forget them.
Well my tram was so kind not to show up so now I will be gloriously late. Victorian public transport. I. Hate. You.
Until soon friends,
Skipper (and sleepy munchkin)
Oma and I enjoyed reading your text . Your words moved us a lot and we are very proud of having such a grand-daughter like you . You appreciate what people do for you . " Out of sight , out of mind " is not your motto of life . Thank you , Shirin . We love you , and will always do . Your Oma and Opa
AntwortenLöschenWhere is the chocolate?
AntwortenLöschenI was looking forward to it.
Papa