I'm blogging in the Sydney Airport...yes, in Australia! 14 Hours on a plane got old...even w/out kids. The dread locks of the guy from London next to me began to have an unusual odor about 8 hours into the flight. I pittied the parents a few rows ahead of me with a baby that looked about 8 months old. Whenever I was frustrated at my inability to sleep or my numb butt...I was just thankful I wasn't trying to keep a baby asleep.
I'm waiting for my flight to Christchurch. I've been browsing the duty free shops and people watching. It is really unusual to be in a foreign country alone. I've had a lot of time alone with my thougths...I think my brain hurts.
It is Feb. 15, around 9:15am here...a day ahead of most of the people reading this. The weather is 70 degrees and sunny and I enjoyed watching a beautiful sunrise out the window of the 747 around 5:30 over the Tasmin Sea.
I'm excited to see Brad...if he is at the airport. Last we talked his mission to Antartica was delayed 4 hours and if it slipped again he wouldn't be able to make it to the airport in time to pick me up...so I may be looking someone with a sign...whoever he bribed into picking me up.
I feel like I'm in the US in many ways...but then I hear all the different languages and the beautiful accents, English sounds so ugly in comparison. And then there are the media differences. I thought some of the SuperBowl comercials were a little riske...there is complete nudity on some of the commercials here in the airport. And they were handing out "samples" in teh duty free shop of liquor and wine.
I don't know when I'll blog again. They are boarding my flight. 3 more hours and I'm 7,000 miles from home.
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2 comments:
Ug, I am so jealouse...I know exactly where you are!! hope your hope over the ditch goes well. Have fun!
i am so excited for you....may all of your senses come alive as you travel and experience another culture...can't wait to hear about your adventures!
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