Monday 17 September 2012 – The time has come.
Day 158 and 0 days to go
So I am now sitting at Sydney
airport watching the QANTAS airplanes out on the tarmac, landing and taking
off. We have been here since 8.30am, catching an airport shuttle that turned
out to be $7 cheaper than catching the train and they picked us up outside the
hotel, so we didn’t have to drag our bags through the streets. I highly recommend this as the way to travel.
The day started with the
alarm going off at 7am, with Paul getting straight in the shower and me turning on the morning TV before also getting out and showering. With a cuppa downed and bags packed we left our final hotel room and checked out. We then waited outside for our shuttle to arrive at 7.50am.
The mini van was packed with 12 of us heading to the various terminals at the airport. Once dropped at QANTAS domestic, we did the self-checkin bit, collecting our boarding passes and dropping our bags on the belt. 20 and 23kg not bad we thought. How heavy they would have been if we didn't send home 8 boxes!
We made our way through the security screening, with Paul being felt up again after setting off the metal detectors with his false hip. I am sure he won't miss that. He even wished that our airports were like the US, as they employ whole body scans that require no upstart official causally grabbing at your bits.
We wandered the terminal stopping for a quick HJ's breakfast before picking up some reading material and heading to gate 10 to await our boarding call. At 9.50am boarding began. The line was ridiculous so we decided to hang back and wait for the line to dissipate before we followed onto the 747 and into our seat. We made ourselves comfortable and waited for our last flight to lift. It took a little longer than expected as there was a line up of planes.
Joining the precession we soon lifting off and saying goodbye to our last city. By now we had the inflight entertainment up and running with both of us watching Brave. Lunch was served shortly after with us enjoying the choices we made. A third of the journey now over and onto my next film Pirate Captain while Paul watched Dictator. I am assuming he enjoyed it as there were many laugh out loud moments from him. Taking his reaction as a recommendation I tuned into the film only to be left wondering what was so funny.
Now with three films down we were only a half hour from home and the pilot was beginning the decent. Many familiar buildings and roads came into view and before long we had made a smooth landing and were taxiing to our gate. Unfortunately, as we were early, we were left sitting on the tarmac waiting for another plane to leave. Once it had, we exited the plane and made our way down to the baggage claim with our bags emerging shortly after. With Damon on call he was there to pick us up finally putting an end to our magnificent tour.
The mini van was packed with 12 of us heading to the various terminals at the airport. Once dropped at QANTAS domestic, we did the self-checkin bit, collecting our boarding passes and dropping our bags on the belt. 20 and 23kg not bad we thought. How heavy they would have been if we didn't send home 8 boxes!
We made our way through the security screening, with Paul being felt up again after setting off the metal detectors with his false hip. I am sure he won't miss that. He even wished that our airports were like the US, as they employ whole body scans that require no upstart official causally grabbing at your bits.
We wandered the terminal stopping for a quick HJ's breakfast before picking up some reading material and heading to gate 10 to await our boarding call. At 9.50am boarding began. The line was ridiculous so we decided to hang back and wait for the line to dissipate before we followed onto the 747 and into our seat. We made ourselves comfortable and waited for our last flight to lift. It took a little longer than expected as there was a line up of planes.
Joining the precession we soon lifting off and saying goodbye to our last city. By now we had the inflight entertainment up and running with both of us watching Brave. Lunch was served shortly after with us enjoying the choices we made. A third of the journey now over and onto my next film Pirate Captain while Paul watched Dictator. I am assuming he enjoyed it as there were many laugh out loud moments from him. Taking his reaction as a recommendation I tuned into the film only to be left wondering what was so funny.
Now with three films down we were only a half hour from home and the pilot was beginning the decent. Many familiar buildings and roads came into view and before long we had made a smooth landing and were taxiing to our gate. Unfortunately, as we were early, we were left sitting on the tarmac waiting for another plane to leave. Once it had, we exited the plane and made our way down to the baggage claim with our bags emerging shortly after. With Damon on call he was there to pick us up finally putting an end to our magnificent tour.
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