19 September 2005 (Day 14 – Exmouth to Perth [Fremantle]
A sleep-in finally! No diving. No racing around to get to places, just have to pack and a quick clean up.
Daniel took the remainder of the case of beer around to the dive shop and chatted with Ben and Geoff before sending a handful of postcards, which will take four days just to get to Perth!
We waited out the front of the Stalag at 1pm, as told. As it approached 1:10pm we were about to call them up, but as always happens, the bus came around the corner!
Out at the Learmonth airport it was hot. As we boarded the Fokker 50 an elderly couple struggled onto the plane. The woman struggled to breath and was helped to her seat by the stewardess. A couple behind them had no idea and was complaining that no-one was showing them to their seats, so they sat in any seat they could find, which was the seat of the couple behind them. As they moved they complained and gave terse comments to the stewardess who offered to store their bags.
The elderly woman was given oxygen before take-off as the aircrew discussed whether they could allow them to fly. We took off about 15 minutes late, but it didn’t bother us as we were still on Exmouth time!
In the air and the baby with the couple in front of us was crying and a woman a few seats ahead was throwing up. Made for an interesting flight.
We arrived in Perth (again) and after a quick pit stop, we caught a shuttle bus to Fremantle. On the way the driver gave a guided tour.
Fortunately there is a lift in the unit block we’re in so we didn’t have to negotiate the stairs with all our bags. When we got to the unit it was pleasantly surprising to see that it exceeded the Exmouth Stalag and may even be better than Hamilton Island. There is a view of the Fremantle docks and out to Rottnest Island and the Indian Ocean.
Had a quiet night and ordered pizza.
Daniel took the remainder of the case of beer around to the dive shop and chatted with Ben and Geoff before sending a handful of postcards, which will take four days just to get to Perth!
We waited out the front of the Stalag at 1pm, as told. As it approached 1:10pm we were about to call them up, but as always happens, the bus came around the corner!
Out at the Learmonth airport it was hot. As we boarded the Fokker 50 an elderly couple struggled onto the plane. The woman struggled to breath and was helped to her seat by the stewardess. A couple behind them had no idea and was complaining that no-one was showing them to their seats, so they sat in any seat they could find, which was the seat of the couple behind them. As they moved they complained and gave terse comments to the stewardess who offered to store their bags.
The elderly woman was given oxygen before take-off as the aircrew discussed whether they could allow them to fly. We took off about 15 minutes late, but it didn’t bother us as we were still on Exmouth time!
In the air and the baby with the couple in front of us was crying and a woman a few seats ahead was throwing up. Made for an interesting flight.
We arrived in Perth (again) and after a quick pit stop, we caught a shuttle bus to Fremantle. On the way the driver gave a guided tour.
Fortunately there is a lift in the unit block we’re in so we didn’t have to negotiate the stairs with all our bags. When we got to the unit it was pleasantly surprising to see that it exceeded the Exmouth Stalag and may even be better than Hamilton Island. There is a view of the Fremantle docks and out to Rottnest Island and the Indian Ocean.
Had a quiet night and ordered pizza.
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