The journey home
We have had a very wonderful, very long, holiday. We have done so much diving. We are now ready to come home.
As it was raining last night, we brought our jackets up to the room to dry under the fan (everything else will dry quickly) together with our rash vests and leggings. All dry this morning. It doesn’t matter too much as we have 40kgs each weight allowance.
Brendan and Vicky are diving this morning, they are leaving tomorrow morning to go to Manila for a few days exploring before flying home to Melbourne.
Darryl and Dianne leave tomorrow afternoon and flying home. Dianne did 12 dives and Darryl did 10 dives, less than half they were going for. Dianne is much better now although yesterday the rash came back and she was on oxygen again. She is cleared to fly.
It will be with a heavy heart that we say goodbye to our antipodean friends.
After breakfast with Brendan and Vicky (no sign of Darryl and Dianne yet) we pack the camera stuff, say our goodbyes to Wendell, Jake and Nanny.

Then we see Brendan and Vicky off for their last two dives of the holiday.

We headed up to the room to pack but got distracted by the pool. Whilst bobbing, Darryl and Dianne come and chat with us. The story of how Darryl shot himself in the leg was one of the tales told. Always entertaining. How Darryl managed to make it into adulthood is one of life’s great mysteries!
Mostly packed now. Stopped for a quick wheat crunchy break.

Finished packing with an hour to spare before lunch.
Now enjoying sitting on the balcony in the rain.


Early lunch. Daryl and Dianne join us and shortly after that Brendan and Vicky come back from their last dives of the holiday. I had a BLT with fried and Richard had chop suey with chicken.
A final picture with the six of us.

We leave the resort at noon.

The weather is not so nice now. There is talk of a typhoon that could be here by the weekend.

Ernie is waiting for us, in the minivan.
It does make me smile, the sights that we see here that have become the norm to us. Whole families on one moped. Three adults on a moped and a goat in the side car. A woman on a moped, in the rain, using an umbrella.
Just before we get to the outskirts of Manila, we stop for a comfort break and buy some Pinipig-Ampaw to nibble on.

At the airport! Wow! The normal hours of extricating queuing did not happen. Out of the van, said goodbye to Ernie, checked in at one of the empty Etihad desks, cleared immigration, cleared security, all within half an hour!
After a quick search for a shot glass for Richard and Jack, we are now relaxing with a drink. Iced citrus ginger tea for me and a caramel latte for Richard.

Flight from Manila to Abu Dhabi was uneventful. I even got a bit of sleep. We arrived a little early so it is two and a half hours until our next flight takes off.
The transfer to the next flight was uneventful. As was the second flight from Abu Dhabi to. Heathrow.
We were collected from the airport by Ibo, who got us home in good time.
In the door by 9.20am. that made the trip, door to door, just over 28 hours.
Now for the jet lag…