I hadn’t seen my mum in over 18 months, so I was SUPER excited to see her again.
I made my way to the airport and stood at the arrivals gate, eagerly anticipating her arrival. As I waited, I did one of my favourite past times; people watching. It was like the opening of Love Actually, airports really are a place filled with emotion. I was standing there witnessing reunions of so many loved ones and honestly, I couldn’t help but tear up.
It was finally time, wee Maureen appeared through the doors – wearing mostly my clothes – and I ran straight in for a cuddle. I did try and get an emotional reunion video for the Internet to see but the love I have for my mum was far more important than getting likes.
I grabbed her bag and we headed into the city, and then to St Kilda. It felt so strange but so normal at the same time. First thing I did was pour her a glass of vino:
We chatted into the evening and then headed to bed.
We woke up the next morning, and it was chucking it down! My poor mum had just left a snowy Scotland, hoping for some sun! We didn’t let that put us off however, so we got ready and headed into the city. It was so sweet seeing my mum getting all excited over the trams and the street names. You see, my mum lived in Melbourne 30 years ago for a year, so it was bringing back all the memories for her.
First stop was my work, I wanted to show my mum the fancy city office I worked in and she was very impressed. She even re-organised a few things for me, such a mum thing to do.
Next up was shopping in Myer, where mum gazed at the different styles for the opposite seasons. She bought one dress and it was bloody tartan!
We were pretty hungry by this point so I took mum up to China Town for some Yum Cha!
We ordered fried vegetable gyozas that had spinach, garlic and ginger inside & prawn steamed dumplings. They were delicious and the freshest I’d ever had, considering you could see the chefs making them at the front of the shop. It was also BYO so mum and I shared some more wine, it’s a hard life.
After China Town, we decided to visit a cocktail bar called 1806 which served themed cocktails for each era.
I tried to recall what exact cocktails we had but there were so many, it was hard to keep track! Nevertheless, they were delicious and so strong. My poor wee mum got quite smashed that day, whoops…
I then called it a night and we went to bed early, because we had the F1 the next day!