Jean's arrival in Sydney
5-Jan-2011
I finally arrived in Sydney last night. I told my friends Rachel and Shirley about 7 years ago that I would come and visit them sometime...better late than never! I bid a choked-up good-bye to Aaron in Hanoi two days ago. He was preparing for his trip to visit his sister in Shanghai. I'll miss him a lot, but at least it's only for a month. After some last minute haggling (which I won't miss) for a suitcase to carry the paintings I bought the other day, I caught a cab across Hanoi to the airport. To get a good deal on my trip I flew from there to China to spend the night in Guangzhou airport before flying out to Sydney the next day.
Before leaving Hanoi I read that without a visa I wouldn't be able to leave the airport in China, but to my surprise when I got there they put a 24 hour stamp in my passport and set me free! There was some confusion about whether I was supposed to collect my bags, but luckily after a while, I found them and grabbed my trousers and waterproof jacket (the warmest clothes I had) before transferring them to the next flight. I found a desk that advertised hotel rooms and enquired about their cheapest rate. They quoted it in Chinese currency and I asked for a conversion to USD and if the took credit cards. Having not expected to leave the secure bubble of the airport I suddenly felt very alone and unprepared, not knowing a word of the language or having a penny of the currency. I looked around the airport for their retiring rooms, but didn't find them. I found another help desk that was quieter. This lady quoted me a better price. It was probably still high for China (about 16GBP), but it included transfer to and from the airport.
Outside it was freezing and I was thankful I rescued my extra clothes. The window in the hotel bathroom let cold air in. I snuggled under the two duvets they provided and wondered how Aaron was going to survive the next month. I got some sleep before my early morning call.
At the airport |
Bondi beach |
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