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ROAD TO AUSTRALIA' Time
was passing by. The day came that Johan and me were finally off to Australia.
I was restless. Didn't know what to think actually, didn't know if I had
to be nervous or not be nervous at all. It was like a big blur in my mind.
Now it was the 28th of september. Had a good night sleep. All the bags
were packed, I was ready for take off... At noon it was time to say goodbye. It was strange, you may not see people for 8,5 months. It was a funny thought, hard to realize actually. I didn't find it hard, though others did, but that is understandible.
First we flew to London where we had to wait for a bit. Went to the pub, had a chat with the rest of the group. They were all nice people.
Then
we got to Hong Kong. Someone from the organisation came to pick us up.
Had a drive to the city itself. There we got to our room. Johan and me
shared a room. The first of many to follow.
The next morning we left for Manilla.
We only stopped in Manilla for 6 hours. We didn't go to the city; We decided to stick with each other and as not everybody wanted to go into the city and we didn't want to miss our plane, we just stayed on the airport. It was even more humid over there. I advise you to not carry any drugs or whatsoever, we got checked about 7 times! All different checks. Like as in Hong Kong it seemed a bit scary to get caught. Then you are really fucked!...
After Manilla we another few hours to fly to Australia. It was again a beautifull and cosy flight. We flew over mainland Australia for a bit and then the plain caught ground. Australian ground... next>>>>>
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