Back in the land of Oz we boarded an early morning plane (complete with a sad, screaming baby) on Jan. 2 for a short two-hour kangaroo hop, skip and jump from Sydney to Melbourne.
This magical place called Melbourne held special meaning for me, because we would be staying with my grandfather’s fantastic Italian family. With oodles of aunts, uncles and cousins—only about 1/8 of whom I’d actually already met—to catch up with, I knew it would be another whirlwind time for us, but well worth it. With only three full days to take it all in, that would mean more late nights and crack of dawn mornings, but we were up for the challenge. More Aussie photo memories after the jump.
Back in Sydney for our last two full days in Australia, I had a few specific requests—one more half day at a new beach, the ability to pet a koala, a walk over the Sydney Harbor bridge and lots of touristy photos in front of the Sydney Opera House.
We spent a full 14 days in Australia, with two days of travel on both ends. The trip left me feeling like I wanted more. I want to see the Great Barrier Reef, and the Great Ocean Road and I’d like to make it out to Perth. But for now, the memories of Katoomba and Bathurst, Orange and Canberra, Melbourne and Sydney are still fresh in my mind, and until next year, when Chris’s brother gets married and we (hopefully) make it back, that will just have to be enough.