Australia...the re-entry

Well we arrived to Australia and approached the inevitable immigration cross check, I was tempted to quote Oscar Wilde "I have nothing to declare but my genius"..then the frowning eyes making sure the pictures asked and then 2 colleagues muttered 'Christina' to each other and some other code language...then the words 'It's all OK, BUT immigration would like to ask you guys a few questions'. In fairness they were actually decent to deal with, this guy was using the friend approach to squeeze answers out of us, he took us to a booth and photocopied our passports and asked when we were leaving: "I replied October 12th", he wrote it down on the back of the copies of our passports beside some obscure reference number.

Next stop was the Bio Security, we made sure to declare everything after watching many an episode of 'Nothing to declare / Border Security', the queue was massive, that big I thought it was the queue for U2 tickets! We reached another immigration official and were sent to a queue with about 30 Asian people and us..odd enough, the guy that xrayed our bags was pretty sound and asked what was in our bags and took our word on it and sent us on our way. So fortunately I will not be appearing no TG4 or whatever station screens Nothing to Declare back in Ireland! I may make a cameo when leaving the country.

Brisvegas here we come! I got a steak, chips and a pint for $10!! That's 6 euro in our money and the steak was actually a nice decent one...I might be back!