After a pretty good night's sleep (the bed here seems reaaaaaally comfy, though I spose anything would in comparison to 17 hours in an aeroplane seat) and much manic packing we set off for Adelaide. Paul, Cherie, Annie and Michael were flying an hour or so before me and Christina, so we helped them all check in then waited in the airport for them to board. It was nice to spend some time getting to know the children - especially bonding with Annie, as yesterday she was a bit fractious at the noise of Michael's new cars on the wooden floor (apparently she gets freaked out quite easily/ has a number of irrational fears) and didn't seem that keen to meet me (as opposed to Michael who was immediately insanely smiley). Then, when the family boarded, I got a proper chance to talk to Christina (though for talk, read 'bombard with inane questions') and she told me that Paul, though she loved him as a person, was effectively like another child in being incredibly disorganised yet eager. I though that actually sounded pretty endearing, and wondered how relative his disorganisation was, considering that Christina's German origins, and the likelihood of her actually being incredibly efficient. Time will tell I suppose!
The flight was surprisingly pleasant, though I was starting to feel pretty flu-ey with all the recycled air I'd been breathing. When we got to Adelaide airport, we were met by Paul, Cherie's Mum (whose name now totally escapes me...), and her step-dad Dave, who turned out to be originally Mancunian. We drove back to Cherie's Aunty Marie's house, where we would be staying, with Cheri'es Mum filling us in on their family history in Adelaide (apparently Cherie's Grandmother and Grandfather were the first Filipino immigrants in Adelaide, though now the Filipino community there is massive)
Met family
Consoled Christina over disorganisation of her last week
Met Paul's Brother Huw and family (briefly)
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