Thursday, April 5, 2012

We're going on an aeroplane


We're flying off to Taiwan this afternoon for a great mate's wedding. I've packed, checked and double checked everything, but still can't get rid of the butterflies in my stomach. I've flown a thousand flights before, packed a thousand bags, but it feels like I'm doing it all for the first time.

It's a whole new ball game travelling with Fletch and I'd be lying if I said I wasn't a little scared. I know I've got no real reason to be. The flight's only an hour and half, Phil will be with me, there's no time difference and we've got the magic potion, the golden juice, the milk.

We get back on Sunday night and then fly out to Sydney Monday night. I'm petrified all this air time will screw up his awesome night-time sleeping. Petrified. I can deal with feral during the day but as I've talked about before, the night times aren't my friend.

I guess what will be, will be.
Everyone keeps saying babies are so easy on planes.

I just hope everyone is right...

Tuesday, April 3, 2012

Days like these

You know sometimes you just need a hit. A hit of old friends who know you. Friends who you can talk deep with, talk shit with, drink prosecco with, eat wholeheartedly with, conjure up business ideas with, reminisce with, talk about the future with, sip cups of tea with, just be with. Well, we were lucky enough to have exactly these friends stop over in Hong Kong for the past 2 days to stay with us on their long haul journey back home.

We tried to jam as much Hong Kong into two days as possible. We walked the peak yesterday morning, had some delicious dim sum for lunch, had afternoon naps, cuddles with Fletch and chatted away the afternoon on the couch with cups of tea in our hands and smiles on our faces. Our helper babysat Fletch last night and we took ourselves off to a groovy Italian restaurant for prosecco, wine, mozzarella, steaks, pasta and and whole lot of banter. Today we checked out out our new apartment together (more on that to come), drove around the island and landed ourselves at the cricket club where we swam, chatted, played with Fletch and of course, ate some more.




A brief but brilliant stopover from some friends who we don't see every day, but I've no doubts we'll be seeing forever.