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helicopters rule

I have finally got round to my Parent's diary of the Australian holiday. It comprises of the emails they sent home while there. As such, it's a fascinating document which both excites and depresses me. It depresses me as they miss a lot out (like one of my favourite memories, drinking my first 'real' martini in Sydney). They don't describe the spectacular nights sky at Uluru - a sky which simply fills ones heart with wonder and awe. They don't mention peter, etc. however, I'm more excited than depressed - it just brings back so many memories. It helps trigger a billion good thoughts.

What shall I tell you guys about tonight? [thinks, then laughs]

HELICOPTERS! Oh, man, do those things rule! In the south of Australia, about a day's drive from Melbourne, are the twelve apostles - twelve spires of rock sticking up from the ocean. Two or three have recently collapsed, so they no longer number twelve. One can get helicopter rides along the shore for a better view of these natural monoliths. They use small choppers, so we had to hire two, and I went up with Luke (my kick-ass brother). I sat up front, next to the pilot, and it was one of the greatest moments of my life. The moment when the craft leaves the ground is unbelievable. And the view, is a view... just incredible. Watching the ground whiz by 30 metres below is exhilarating.

As if one is not enough, I had another chopper ride! King's canyon is a truly beautiful area, a cleft in the ground full of exotic plants, animals and birds. One can, if you rise early enough, walk it's rim on a guided tour, but by no means is this wheelchair accessible. So, while dad and Luke went on this walk, mum and I flew over it! How cool is that. Okay, we didn't get up close, but I loved it all the same and the feeling of being left out wasn't there (I think I had the better deal, in a way). Looking down from the front seat of a helicopter, you see for miles; there is a feeling of power, of weightlessness. It was just sublime.

I want one.

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