This weekend, a major spanner was thrown in the works. Sunday morning, we found out that the travel agent we have booked our flights home to Sydney through have gone bust/is a scam. This means, we have lost our flights, are in the process of trying to get our money back (which could take up to a couple of months) and in the process of trying to find alternative flights home (they seemed to have tripled in price).
It was/still is absolutely devastating. I can't believe any company could do that to so many people, especially around Christmas.
The awful news called for a brisk walk around the castle to clear our heads and to conjure up our plan of attack. Fresh air always makes me feel better, and will sometimes even put a smile back on my face. Now we have to get back to finding new flights. I'll keep you updated.