Posts Tagged ‘Wedding’

Did I mention we cancelled the wedding? I don’t think I did.. in so many words, at least.

I was just looking at some old posts, ie discussing dresses, cakes etc .. and realised I hadn’t updated on how all that was coming along. It’s all cancelled, that’s how it’s coming along.

More to come.

xoxo

Our last morning in Sydney. We were up and in the spa at Turbines before 7am. It wasn’t nearly as hot as when we first tried it back at Easter, but it was relaxing and a great way to wake up all the same. After a delicious breakfast at Astral on the 17th floor, Nick and I headed into the City to catch the train out to Bondi.

A trip to Sydney wouldn’t be the same without stopping in at the Foot Haven in Bondi Westfield for our 40 minute reflexology foot massage, and as it was still early they were able to fit us in straight away. After quick browse through David Jones, we were catching a bus down to Bondi Beach… We were meeting up with a wedding consultant at the Swiss Grand Resort!

Sara was lovely. She showed us some amazing photographs, and answered all of our questions with confidence. We liked! But at the same time we didn’t want to appear “too” keen… although it was hard not to! We booked the rooftop overlooking Bondi Beach for our ceremony, and the Bellevue Terrace for the reception. November 7th 2009. It all seems so real now!

After a little shopping in the Pitt St Mall, another spa at Turbines, and a quick shower, it was time to pack up (which didn’t take long!), and head back to the airport *sniff* I’m always sad to leave Sydney.

Unfortunately, even best laid plans don’t always go the way we’d hoped… We were due to depart at 1940 and arrive back in Darwin by 2230 – meaning that we’d get enough sleep to be able to function at work the next day. However, the Sydney skies had other plans! The weather was miserable (which is strangely when I’m at my happiest), and was preventing incoming and outbound flights. We were delayed for almost two hours, but QANTAS were very good at keeping everybody informed. I really felt for the flight attendants, they looked so frustrated.

Soon enough we were on the plane, and on our way home. Another uneventful flight (just the way I like them), and just as I’d predicted, the humidity on arrival sucked the breath right out of both Nick and I. We were home. My birthday weekend was over.

xoxo