After a couple of slightly mad weeks at work, I’m finally off Down Under!
Did my packing after knocking off work early today then headed to the airport. Had to go back because Junior jumped out of the bag – silly monkey, does he really want to stay in cold England?!
The girl in front of me at the bag drop took forever, but my drop went smoothly. The girl didn’t even twich an eyebrow at my bag being a kilo over.. maybe it was the hat, the smile, or the “merry christmas”! In either case shortly after I was in the queue for security, which was absolutely mad. But somehow I lucked out, and got asked to use the staff queue. A scant 5 minutes later, and I’m enjoying a last british pint while waiting for my gate to open.
Cheers, and see you on the other side!
