Both mommies and daddy sent us off to the airport... It's been so long since I last took a picture with daddy. This is a classic.

Matty's pop picked us from the airport and bad weather upon the first day of arrival... I quikly warmed up to his family members. Very lovely indeed. We shopped, dined and wined and party and lazed, horrendous amounnt of beer consumed... I finally laid my hands on one pint of Guiness on the last night before returning to singtown.

Proposed ideas whilst in sydney:
Zoo, Aquarium, Bridge climb, Bondi, Opera House etc... They did happened somehow, we just hit the bar straight away... *MATTY, you're lovely. If you were to change job, tour guide should not be one of your most desperate options.

I had a really wonderful time with him and of course, meeting my cousin, missing her so much! Matty's mates were hilarious at times. Quite a bit of catching up with his good ol' mates, colleagues; and me, on the prowl with my cousin!

A drive down to his pop's place in Mollymook. Place of serenity. The gentle giant got to play his rugby... he's a happy jam!

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