'Dimension Dilemmas: Australia' (part four)

Brownness ('cos of the milk). Then total blackness, and they returned to reality, once again. 

Martine was dazed, and wondering where she was. She looked up, and realized she was in Carhays beach, the one she and J and H had visited. She had got washed up on the shore, and was lying face flat on the sand. Coffee was a bit shaken, but otherwise fine, and Martine was happy to see J and H lying next to her, with their eyes closed. Just then, Julia awoke, staring at Martine. 'Where are we?' she asked, thoughtfully. (By the way, Harold was still out cold.) 'We got washed up on Carhays beach,' replied Martine. They woke Harold up, and told him where he was, then they walked back to the hostel. Martine's turn to cook She cooked a quick microwave pizza then off they went to bed. Martine washed, dressed, and put Coffee in his cot. The she was out like a light. (By the way, they had discussed how they were going to the biggest water park in Australia before they go home.) She dreamed of going down slides, and tunnels, and playing water polo, and all of that. Aaaahhh, what happy memories she would have... zzz...zzzzzzz...zz.....

Martine had packed her swimming costume (plain black, not girly) and towel. So had Julia. Harold said he had to have goggles so he doesn't get the chlorine in his eyes.

They caught the bus there and got changed in the changing rooms. Then they ran out, excited, to a really big slide. It was really like Australia. The slides had Australian Aborigine art painted on them, and there was one Australian themed, where you twist and turn, then you fall into a big open space of brown water, like a waterhole. Then you got tipped into icy water at the bottom. They went on loads of other slides, until it was time to go home. Well, back to the hostel. They got dry, then caught a taxi back home. They were really worn out. It was Harold's turn to cook. He cooked a lovely homemade pea and ham soup, in the soup-maker. Mmmm. Then to bed.

Martine was so tired, she couldn't even be bothered to dress in her onesie. She fell into a deep, deep sleep. Coffee, if you're wondering, has been asleep the whole day, the lazy pig.

A few months later:

Byeeeee! Martine waved one last time to J and H as she walked up the steps into the aeroplane. 10 minutes later, RRrrrooooaaarrrRRRGgggh! roared the aeroplane, for the last time, thankfully. Just so you know, this story is ending now, so I'd want you to know that Martine got home safely.

The End.