So that is it. Out of Australia and in the air.

It has been far too short for me to see what I wanted to see and to do what I wanted to do but I will be back very soon to finish or continue what I've started. For now we had to leave behind what had been our home, our companion and our teacher of life experience.
We have had a great and unforgettable time on this beautiful continent with ups and downs and in betweens that have formed us for the future but now we're on our way to the airport with a ticket for two flights and a lot to worry about.
We had too much stuff! Because we had planned to send some of our luggage back home from Malaysia, where it is cheap to do that, but had waited til the last day, which turned out to be a public holiday, we have a lot to carry. Fortunately the bus wasn't as crowded as the last one into the city and we had enough space to pile our bags on the seat next to me. The next thing is to move that stuff around... We have a big backpack each (strangely they are both between 18 and 20 kg), a day pack per person, a bag with the stuff we wanted to send home and one surfboard.
It turned out to be too heavy as well but the lady at the check in was very nice and helped us move things around in the bags so it would fit (Bekki had 23.6kg, I had 23.8kg and our carry on luggage was far too heavy which she kindly ignored. 23kg was the limit...). We had to pay extra for the surfboard being a bulky item and were quite happy that it was only 50$.
The security check gave me the next shock. We had our longboard trucks and wheels in the carry on bags because of their weight and the security people found them disturbingly interesting and potentially dangerous. After having all that trouble before, I didn't want to loose them as well, all together they were worth almost 200€. They found them to be harmless in the end and we could finally proceed.
At the gate we were interviewed by a government lady who asked a lot of questions about our trip and what we had done in Australia. It was interesting to review everything we had done since we had arrived back from Indo but I think it was a bit boring for her because we didn't do any of those tourist things, except for our time in Melbourne.
At last we boarded the plane, but not before Bekki had run back to get her jacket which she had left at the security check, and were looking forward to a relaxing six hour flight with free drinks and the latest movies. But the next shock was close. Our seats were... hmm, seats really, but they didn't have these great, little, private, inbuilt screens that we enjoy so much. I was devastated... No TV on the flight, only one stupid movie on a bigger screen 12 rows in front of me with a bed sound connection. The food was bad too but at least I could enjoy the beer, real Fiji beer which tasted quite good.
We arrived in Nadi on time, about 7 o'clock, ran into a woman who tried to sell us some package deal and helped us to find our shuttle, waited for our shuttle to leave (everything and everyone is on Fiji-time) and finally arrived at our hostel at 10:30p.m. It was a cheap dorm room, cheap in the price and in the facilities, but it was good to have a cold beer with some travelers and locals before we hit our beds after a at first disappointing and exhausting day, that turned out OK because we were on Fiji!!!