Up bright and early (well, maybe not so bright ;-) ). Flight's not till 10.15 but we want to be there in plenty of time. With the flight debacles over this last week, we don't want any dramas. With 5 of us in the car, we are fortunately able to offload some of our luggage into the neighbours car (they are coming too of course!). We head off to the Brisbane airport in convoy.
By the time we arrive, 3 hours before departure, there are already people queued up waiting to check in. Just want to get it done and sort Pauline and Peter's lack of ticket! Ok, so we get to the check-in counter and the girl says "sorry, I can't process your boarding pass without a ticket". Damn, this isn't going to be as easy as we thought. "Go and speak to the guy at the service desk". All sorted! We're all checked in and ready to head through to immigration. Oops, get to the scanning area, we forgot our water bottles were full. Rod has to head all the way out to empty them! Still plenty of time to arrange our tax redemption, shop for duty free for the girls day and sit down to have breakfast.
Flight delayed. Delayed again and again. Ok, I'm starting to stress now. This is what happened last week when 'the kids' flight was delayed for so long that they had to change to another flight on another airline just to be sure that they would make it in time to get all their legals done! Eventually, we see the flight attendants boarding and I breath a sigh of relief. We board only 2 hours late. If we miss anything, it should only be the happy hour drinks. I can deal with that.
Of course there has to be one more thing to happen to keep my stress levels at an all time high. The flight is somewhere southeast of Darwin when some guy starts running through the plane calling out "medical help! Medical help!" I feel we are in the middle of a movie! As much as I'm hoping that the poor guy is alright, I'm praying that we are not going to have to divert to Darwin! Thankfully for both the ill passenger and my stress levels, he is well enough for the flight to continue on to Bali. Finally we land. I go to the visa on arrival counter and purchase our voa tickets for ourselves and the Whitneys who were up the back of the plane. Get through immigration in fairly quick time. Our bags are already off the carousel, so off we go. I see our driver, Ary's face amongst the throng. Belinda is standing next to him. All good we have finally arrived in Bali and we are on our way to the Novotel to celebrate our beautiful daughter's wedding!!
Our Beautiful Tropical Terrace Room
at the Novotel Benoa
Looking out to our own private
courtyard garden
The amazing bathroom
The traffic's heavy but not too bad. We drive past familiar landmarks. Then I know we are almost there, Bumbu Bali, Villa Bintang........ we turn into the Novotel and there's Hayley waiting for us!!!!! Time to get together with family and friends to party!!!
No time to sit around. Welcome dinner at Villa Bintang has been organised, complete with entertainment....
Two of the gorgeous dancers -
just for us
Part of the delicious Indonesian
buffet dinner
A member of the
Gamelan orchestra
Frangipani flower for all
Organiser and host
Rocky
came back from his holidays
just to put this on for Hayley and Jason
The 'blushing' bride to be
More dancing
Of course the boys had to have a
bit of harmless drinking fun!
Groom to be
Best man to be
And yet more dancing entertainment
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