Travelling is horrible

I really dislike travelling. I mean, last night I had to fly to Brisbane, QLD again for family. I flew with my mum, dad and sister. It was horrible, flying in General is horrible!

So after getting to Perth Airport around 10pm last night we made the flight to Melbourne, VIC were we then had to connect to Brisbane. All up our flying time was just under 6 hours but our travelling time was almost 12 hours.

When we got to Melbourne, the plane for whatever reason could not attach to the gate where we disembark. Then we had to re-check all our luggage in again because the airline unloaded our luggage onto the carousel instead of putting it on our next flight. Then boarding our plane to Brisbane was just as bad, it was old and small and they had just finished refuelling the plane – which always makes the air in the cabin of the plane smell like a mix of petrol and oil and always makes me feel sick.

After all that, we landed in Brisbane, got to our hotel which is actually an apartment. We dropped our bags off and went and had an amazingly yummy breakfast (mind you I hadn’t eaten since lunch the day before so food was amazing regardless).

Before making my way to visit the family that we flew over here too see I decided to just sit down and relax for five minutes and take in the beautiful sites of Brisbane.

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Now I am born and breed as a Brisbane girl, but I really haven’t lived here for years and probably could almost claim my home to be Perth. However sitting over looking the gorgeous botanical gardens of Brisbane and watching the ferries cross the river it was peaceful and beautiful. I realised that whilst in Perth we have the Swan River and Kings Park our CBD is a CBD. But here in Brisbane you have nature and life and family and love and living all bundled into the area that’s meant for work.