Okay so this is few weeks late, but better late than never! On Tuesday April 24 I (Kev) jumped on a late night Emirates flight from Roma to Sydney so that I could go to the wedding of my bro Danny and el amor de su vida Laura. Things are always busy at the ESM, so I could only take a few days off, meaning that the whole trip would take five days. I landed in Sydney sometime on Thursday morning and took the ridiculously expensive Airport train to Leumeah where I was met by dad. Within two hours I was on Campbelltown Golf Course playing with two of my brother in laws, Pete and Kev. While it wasn't the most impressive of rounds of golf, it was certainly a great way to spend the day and a good way to try and trick my body into staying awake till night time. I made it to dinner okay, but flaked out even before dessert was served. Overall not a bad effort as I had had maybe four hours of broken sleep over perhaps forty five hours!
Friday 26th was the big day and all went great. It was good to meet Laura for only the second time and to meet some of her Columbian family. I was able to catch up with a whole bunch of family and friends all in one day, which is pretty good. The wedding went off without a hitch, with only little Harry, aka Frodo, the ring-bearer having a whinge. It was an early reception at the Catholic Club and the effects of sleep deprivation and jetlag meant I was unable to take full advantage of the free booze that was on offer...quite a disappointment.
| Danny and Laura |
That night I caught up with a number of my brothers and sisters, and met my new niece Scarlett for the first time. I then packed bags, said good bye to mum and dad, and some relatives who were at mum and dad's place, and then headed to my sister Annette's place. I stayed there from around midnight till 2am watching rugby on tv and then Pete, her tubby hubby, drove me to the airport. I arrived just before 3am and had to wait 10 minutes for the airport to open. I checked in and waited another hour before security opened, and then jumped on a plane at 6am. I got back to Rome on Sunday night, just in time to see the last part of the Kazakhstan / Latvia cultural evening at the ESM. Needless to say, I was keen to get to bed after travelling 33,000km in five days!
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