Welcome To Oz [Turkey]

Adam was excited. His house, well one of them, possibly another later, was getting a non political guest after such a long time. Because his land was so big, he had houses all over the place. This one was just out from Melbourne, it was a large two story house, that Adam kept reasonably neat. Right now, he was preparing one of the rooms for Sadiq, the guest who was coming over. The house was old, so the spare rooms were more like suites, even though he knew the necessity to have large places when being a nation, he still missed his small bush and outback homes. Well he was planning to take Sadiq there anyway.

He'd stocked up on groceries, and the necessities from travel. His car and motorbike were both fuelled up. He wasn't sure if they ought to take the caravan. Quite often you could come across places without an inn or without anything much at all. He'd wait and see what Sadiq thought. Right now, Adam had finished tidying up, wanting to make a good impression. The koala on his shoulder frowned, he hated sharing "his" house and "his" Adam, but he supposed he had no choice. Grinning Adam checked his phone and grabbed his keys, it was time to pick up Turkey from the airport.

Sadiq yawned while stretching his slightly sore limbs. Damn did he hate flying. It wasn't so bad normally. But he had gotten stuck with a lower class ticket than normal, and the person next to him was not the most...'petite' of people. It was by a miracle that he had gotten even a short nap in during the flight.

Right now though, the Turk was trembling in excitement. This was the first time he will have visited Adam at his home. Turkey couldn't help but smirk a bit as he took in some of the people at the airport. Some of them were dressed like Adam normally did. It set Sadiq's mind off into a serious fantasy of the cute Aussie. He could not wait to see his Adam.

While Adam had a proper "fancy" car for formal purposes, today he just took the ute, he could just throw Sadiq's stuff in the back with the cover on, it would be perfectly fine. He put the keys in the ignition and hoped into the car and drove off. It wasn't that long a drive, he was happy the traffic wasn't so bad. The koala clung to his shoulder, claws out, in fright, he hated the car, but he refused to leave Adam alone.

Not too long later he arrived and stepped out, it was a bright sunny, summer day, so it was at least 35-40+ celsius. Adam himself was in board shorts, a green singlet top with his pendents over it, and thongs (FLIP FLOPS). His favourite black sunnies had been sitting on his head, he now adjusted them over his eyes. He scanned the airport for any sign of the Turk. Where the bloody hell was he? Adam looked for one of those big white cards people used to attract attention at the airport and wrote " Bloody Stupid Turk" in big bold letters and grinned.