Good foods. Puffy white clouds outside my windows, reminding me of cotton candies or marshmallow. (Yes, my imagination is that crazy.) In-flight online games. Music. (I listened to the whole "Over You"Â playlist. Wow, this flight was considerate with flyers with current heartaches.)
Sleep. I briefly had a dream I no longer wished for. That hazel-eyed guy...no, please make him go away...or wake me up instead.
Tony picked me up that night at the airport in Sydney. The moment I walked up to him, dragging my suitcase and with a smile on my face, I realised one thing:
For now, my brotherly best friend is the only Hazel Eyes I need. Not the other guy...
Driving his car, Tony took me to "Bill and Toni's"Â for dinner. He had meatballs while I had salmon pasta. Then he ordered two cups of the best hot chocolate I've ever tasted!
After that, we went to Mrs. Macquarie's Chair. The night air was getting chilly, but I took off my coat anyway. Such greenery, with park benches and trees everywhere. Flying foxes chattering somewhere.
I got to see the beauty of Sydney from across the water. Yes, including the Harbour Bridge and The Opera House.
Tony drove me back to meet my other best friend Yuki. For the record, my trip to Sydney also had this special mission:
To introduce my two best friends to each other.
From Yuki, I've learned a lot in Sydney. How to take the train was one. It was nice to have these rules: keeping your voices to a minimum and giving seats to the elderly. People actually do those things there, even without having a train conductor tell them to.
The best part? No pushing around like a bunch of impatient rhinos, unlike what always happens during my train rides in Jakarta.
