Georgina the Townsville Galah, sister of George B was allowed to travel so she’s doing the big trip to see Santa with us.
Getting away was tricky for Georgie though. Dodgy Brother 1 fell in love with her the night before our departure and the two of them disappeared into the garden for an hour or so.
Georgie reappeared looking slightly the worse for wear (thanks Arnie B), but it was nothing a quick shower and a blow dry couldn’t repair.
I think she’ll be able to handle cold places, like me she’s well padded in all the right places!
I did learn that being pink and fluffy opens a lot of locked doors for a girl!
And unlike me, people just fall all over themselves to get a photo op with Georgie.
Faux Fuchsia takes such tempting food photos I thought I’d give it a shot too.
A few years ago, we found out the hard way that Sydney taxi drivers do NOT like short fares to the nearby airport hotels. (On that occasion I think we were fortunate we did not speak the foreign language used to voice the cabbie’s disgust with us).
Older and wiser, this time we used the airport hotel Shuttle Service. They have 2 way radios. (????? in North Qld we use mobile phones, but whatever.)
Sunday morning, the really big trip is about to commence.
So, I’ll talk to your from Russia, soon!