When they got back to the 'nunnery' after their lovely 'mafia owned' Italian dinner together, Laura and Ryan went off to sleep. It was their last full day the next day and they had lots planned. Anya hopped on to the computer to call home. She got excited about talking to her folks at home. They always had something or other to talk about and she liked telling them what she had been up to. When she finished, she was having a quick nose on facebook when Laura and Ryan appeared.
"Hey, what are you two doing up still?" Anya asked to her worried looking friends.
Laura sat down and told her of how they were double checking their flight details for 2 days time when they noticed they had 2 home flight confirmations. One was for the Sunday and the other for Monday (which is the one they thought they were on. So they had called the airline and it turned out to be on the Sunday!
"Lucky you checked it. Don't worry we can still do most the stuff we planned". Anya said. Laura had been worried about letting her down because they couldn't do everything they wanted on their last day together, but after 7 months of travelling there was actually very little that bothered Anya. She was sad that Laura and Ryan were going home anyway but there wasn't too much anyone could do about it so they re-arranged their plans slightly and went and got some sleep.
So the next day, now the day that Laura and Ryan were leaving (but not until the evening) they got up, had some breaky and then headed out to Melbourne zoo!! Anya had been to her fair share of zoos over her trip but all were different, and this one was so because it was Australia's oldest zoo. They made their way round the map on the extrememly hot day that it was. The animals seemed to feel the heat and the fact that it was a sleepy Sunday as many of them were asleep and out of sight. But they did get to see a few gorgeous animals; the tiger (anya's favourite), the penguins (who were as animated as you would expect penguins to be. They were brilliant), lots of lizards, snakes etc, a few monkies, a Ryan, giraffe, zeeebra, kangaroos. Sadly the koala wouldn't come out from his sleep. Not surprisingly, seeing as they sleep for 20 hours a day and feed on nutrientless leaves... how are they not exstinct? And there were no crocs. They did, however, see the fat family with the most ignorant fat child who was only ignorant and fat because of his fat parents who seemed to have created him that way. Laura spotted him at first standing at the front of a crowd, trying to touch one of the birds and causing a fat fuss. And then she pointed him out to Anya later on, this time sitting in his normal sized pram. This boy was 6, maybe 7 years old. Even the idea that a fat 6/7 year old child could fit in to a normal sized pram is pretty 'far out' (a common ozzy term of disbelief). But actually seeing it was a fat joke. He was squashed right in there, making demands about which way he wanted his fat mum or fat dad to push him. "I WANT TO GO THIS WAY MUM". When they were done following the fat family around in horror, they got a taxi back in to town and headed to where they had decided to have their last meal together. But it was closed. Oh. So they wandered round, not being able to make any sort of decision. Just when they had thought to go back to a place they had gone for breakfast, they spotted a nice Greek restaurant.
"This is the best food I've ever eaten" Ryan stated whilst shovelling down his bbq'd meat. The girls laughed but agreed it was great food. They sat and chatted about what a good time they had had, and looked forward to Anya getting home and seeing them again. Although that was another 3 months to go yet. They finished up, got back to the hostel and made sure everything was packed up and ready to go, before they sat out in the courtyard waiting for Laura and Ryan's taxi for the airport to arrive. They cracked open the Pinot Noir that Laura and Ryan had bought from their wine tour and drank a few more dozen toasts to their excellent holiday.
And then they left. Anya couldn't quite contain it and stood bawling her eyes out as she waved them both off. She didn't want them to go. No. Wrong. She wanted to go with them. Yes, for the first time on her trip so far, Anya really wanted to go home. She'd had enough. She'd been with people she knew for nearly 8 weeks and now it was back to being on her own, having to make all the effort if she wanted any sort of company.
When she could no longer see their taxi (due to it being out of sight, not from too many tears) she went back inside the hostel and went to her room. Her lush double private room, that Laura and Ryan were meant to be sleeping in. But due to their flight actually being a day before expected, they gave the room to Anya. They weren't able to get a refund anyway. Anya was so pleased for the private room for the night. She didn't feel much like talking to anyone. She had a read and then fell in to a deep, much needed sleep.
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