Auf Wiedersehen Marijke!
She's leaving on a jet plane, dont know when she'll be back again. Ok, thats not entirely true... she'll back in a year(-ish). SO! Marijke left for Germany today! *tear* one year exactly from when she left for the station... a coin-ci-dence? i think not. well, actually i think it was, but shhh, thats not important. When she left last year i wrote an awesome blog about it. ive pretty much not written a blog since then, so i thought i would! hooray!
I just put Bob Marley on my stereo... it has a very summer feel. something that rok no longer has. It is at this very moment 2 degrees in Munich... which isnt that cold... at least its not minus something. At the moment in Adelaide it is a sunny and warm 26.6 degrees...
So at approximately 10am this morning i arrived at Rok's house. She was all ready to go, bags nicely packed... and bursting at the seams. Some how she managed to pack an entire years worth of stuff into one bag with a maximum weight of 20kg. some would call it a miracle... i know i certainly would. when we went to Queensland a few years ago each of our bags were EXTREMELY heavy... we could barely lift them on our own... and that was for a 5 day holiday. So, well done on your splendid packing Marijke! We said our goodbyes to Francis (my favourite little chicken)...
... and made our way to the airport.
and simply because i thought this was a cool photo, here is another one.
We arrived at the airport in plenty of time... with all personal belongings, including purses with identification in tow. *phew* i think another congratulations is in order for that... well done Marijke! After Rok's mum Di cleaned out her bag of the 15 nail files and knives and scissors, it was time to pass thru the metal detectors and say farewell, not good bye *tear* to Marijke.
well at least we thought it was goodbye. A nifty little thing Adelaide airport has going is called the 'lets torture loved ones for a couple of hours'. How it works is: you say good bye to your loved one *tear*, then they enter the little passenger lounge area, while the loved ones stand on the other side of a bit of glass. From there they get to look at, but not communicate nor touch, each other.
Studies show that this experiebce can be quite traumatic, as evidenced by this photo...
the only way to communicate was via "hand written" notes.. lol, geddit? hand... written. ha. im SO funny.
And then *tear* it was time *tear* to say our final final farewells *tear* as Marijke *tear* boarded the plane *tear*
Have fun in Germany biatch! have a schnitty and a beer for me.
Alli
xx
I just put Bob Marley on my stereo... it has a very summer feel. something that rok no longer has. It is at this very moment 2 degrees in Munich... which isnt that cold... at least its not minus something. At the moment in Adelaide it is a sunny and warm 26.6 degrees...
So at approximately 10am this morning i arrived at Rok's house. She was all ready to go, bags nicely packed... and bursting at the seams. Some how she managed to pack an entire years worth of stuff into one bag with a maximum weight of 20kg. some would call it a miracle... i know i certainly would. when we went to Queensland a few years ago each of our bags were EXTREMELY heavy... we could barely lift them on our own... and that was for a 5 day holiday. So, well done on your splendid packing Marijke! We said our goodbyes to Francis (my favourite little chicken)...
... and made our way to the airport.
and simply because i thought this was a cool photo, here is another one.
We arrived at the airport in plenty of time... with all personal belongings, including purses with identification in tow. *phew* i think another congratulations is in order for that... well done Marijke! After Rok's mum Di cleaned out her bag of the 15 nail files and knives and scissors, it was time to pass thru the metal detectors and say farewell, not good bye *tear* to Marijke.
well at least we thought it was goodbye. A nifty little thing Adelaide airport has going is called the 'lets torture loved ones for a couple of hours'. How it works is: you say good bye to your loved one *tear*, then they enter the little passenger lounge area, while the loved ones stand on the other side of a bit of glass. From there they get to look at, but not communicate nor touch, each other.
Studies show that this experiebce can be quite traumatic, as evidenced by this photo...
the only way to communicate was via "hand written" notes.. lol, geddit? hand... written. ha. im SO funny.
And then *tear* it was time *tear* to say our final final farewells *tear* as Marijke *tear* boarded the plane *tear*
Have fun in Germany biatch! have a schnitty and a beer for me.
Alli
xx
posted by What? In de eyeball?! at 3:54 PM
1 Comments:
Right now I'm in Singapore WAITING for my frickin plane! GRRR! I made a friend on the flight but she was going to London, and has left me all alone TEAR!
Who ever said 5 hours in Singapore isnt really enough needs their head read.... fucking idiots....
So far I've sat... and walked around... bought some shit... like a bigger bag to fit all my little ones in... some perfume... expensive but it smells SOOOO nice... its calvin klein euphoria or some shit.... mmmm so good!!! Now I'm trying to use up the last two hours or so doing shit and stuff... better go times running out...
love ya
rok
xoxo
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