A plane cut through the air and landed safely in tullamarine airport. Two people exited their seats and made through the building that was 100 times bigger than the airport in their state.
He had never been fortunate enough to go to melbourne. She had been twice. They rode the skybus to their hotel, aptly named "The Victoria Hotel". And for the next 24 hours there were no children, no bills, no work. Just a couple in love in the best City to be in love.
First they walked along Collins street, They scoured the shops for bargains. They walked through alley ways and buildings and eventually they were lost heart and soul in the beauty of this bustling city. They bought Cd's and Clothes and all sorts of things that could be found easily and cheaply. They took a tram for the very first time and went to the mueseum. The mueseum was indeed an art peice of it's own. From there it was to the theatre. Not princess theatre, but something different. Dracula's Cabaret restaurant. Great food, a show and a disco afterwards. Then they walked the maze of streets back to their hotel and collapsed.
Melbourne was waiting the next day and it was little China Town. More shopping. Food and drink. Opals. Lots of opals. Then again is was to skybus and to the airport and back home. The trip would never be forgotten. And it was sure to be repeated. Melbourne got into the blood and soul. It was now as much a part of them as their own home state.
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Comment #1
beautifully written!
comment by pop, 05 Jul 2007