I went to check out the farmer’s market here on my last day.

I then packed and got a shuttle to the airport to fly back to Sydney. Luckily there was no flight drama this time around, but the flight itself was definitely somewhat of an experience. Around 15 mins in, we hit some very bad turbulence, the worst I had ever experienced! The plane was being thrown around, and would then drop, then thrown around some more and then drop some more. Everyone started freaking out! Suddenly it was like the ice was broken and we all became friends united in trying to figure out what was happening and if we were going to survive! I wasn’t really too worried, this was the 20th flight I had taken in 6 months and although it was bad, I wasn’t as alarmed as some of the others. One lady started hyperventilating so badly! And because we all had to stay in our seats with our belts fastened, no one could go to check on her. It only lasted around 10 minutes and then the pilot apologised. He described it as clear turbulence and told us that he hadn’t received any warnings about it so couldn’t avoid it. The rest of the flight was uneventful, and I arrived in Sydney an hour later.