As you may have guessed from the complete lack of blog action over the last few days, I am no longer a lone traveller. The Boyfriend arrived safely into Sydney on Sunday night, set down the bottle of Veuve Clicquot champagne he was holding, picked me up, carried me across arrivals and hasn't really let me go since. It's been fantastic.
We haven't been sickening the Sydney public too much with our public displays of affection though. This is partly down to the reservations manager at our hotel, who mistakenly booked us into a room for three nights instead of the two I'd already paid for. Now, I'm not one to question errors in my favour, but the last thing I wanted was to be landed with a hefty bill upon checking out.
"Well, my boss made the booking, sooo..." said the young bloke behind the reception desk when I tentatively questioned the length of our stay, "I won't say anything if you don't."
So three nights in a nice, centrally located boutique hotel it was. Aside from the obvious plus points of acquiring a Boyfriend, the break from backpacking has been a welcome one. Monday was spent drinking more champagne on his aunties boat in the bays surrounding Manly, North Sydney, followed by my first non-pasta / pesto meal in weeks at her local boat club.
Eventually, with the Boyfriend's 5 day journey catching up with him, we made our excuses and got the ferry back across the harbour to Circular Quay. We sat on the outside deck and watched as the lights from the city and Harbour Bridge came into view, before getting the train back to our hotel.
It was when we were going up the escalator; me making up the foot height difference between us by standing on the higher step, having a little kiss, that it happened.
"Haven't you two got a room?" came the shout, and I turned around to see a well dressed 30-something woman on the adjacent 'down' escalator.
"Give us a break" I yelled back, "We haven't seen each other for five months!"
"Oh" said the woman, "Right"
Yeah. Stick that in your pipe and smoke it.
Then we did go back to the room.
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11 comments:
What a trek he made to see you, I'm glad he finally made it!
Can you walk properly yet? x
Too much of a question Elaine - what happened to a kiss and a cuddle and then fade to black like the used to do in films ;-)
They do say that absence makes the heart grow fonder.....
Anyway, I must get back to both work and my exam revision.
Yay! So glad he made it ok.
Enjoy your time together
Really pleased to hear he made it there safely and The Long Wait has come to an end. It all sounds very romantic!
And I love that you gave her the backchat rather than going red and mumbling an apology x
He made it, whoo hoo!
This romance is like what I imagine a Mills & Boon book to be like. Even mother nature can't stop you.
(I've never read a M&B book!)
Pace yourselves. Don't want to break anything.
What's the opposite of "poacher turned gamekeeper"? We're more used to you writing as the grouchy woman on the opposite elevator!
*smirk*
Perp - Me too! It's been a mission...
Elaine - Tut tut! I don't know what you're talking about ;)
AFC - Haha, yeah we joked that we'd run across the airport towards each other in slow motion ala the films...
nutty - Thanks :)
Bluesoup - I don't do mumbled apologies I'm afraid.
Cynical - You're not fooling anyone.
Not twitter - You and Elaine have such dirty minds...I'm innocent, me.
Homer - It's true. I need to start being more cynical about everything again. I miss the old, whinging 'get a room!' me.
Brennig - Smirkalotmagoo.
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