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Celina and I wake up around 2pm without the slightest disturbance from the hotel. I’m fairly certain the Chinese version of the ‘Do Not Disturb’ sign hanging on my door translates to “Get the fuck out of here. That means you house keeping.”
We leave the hotel in the evening after grabbing dinner and show up at the airport early. The airport staff has some problem about my passport and some kind of glitch about my not being allowed in the country, likely a left over from my ban two years ago. Celina does her best to translate the issue between us, and after half an hour of waiting around they clear everything up and let us advance.
When we get past the security check there is a massive line at the terminal. Apparently, they are checking the bags of everyone getting on the plane again, despite having just done that in security. This time they want to do a bag by bag search, and they only have a couple of security men assigned to do this.
“Holy Jesus, this is going to take forever. What the fuck are they doing Celina? They JUST DID THIS like five minutes ago over at the normal security check. How are these people so incompetent?”
“I don’t know hun. I guess they need to check for liquids again in case people bought anything from the duty free stores in here.”
“What the fuck. Just…what the fuck. Like what the hell. If people didn’t have potentially dangerous liquid explosives going through security, how the hell would they have gotten them from the perfume store!? HULK SMASH!!!”
For some reason I am extra outraged by the inefficiency of the airport today. I guess I’m just ready to go home. I don’t smash anything though.
After sitting around for over an hour and a half in the terminal as everyone slowly went through the line we finally get on the plane, now on track to arrive late to Sydney, which creates the possibility that we’ll miss the flight from Sydney to Melbourne.
On the flight I play some video games on my computer then start feeling drowsy. I pass out in my very uncomfortable seat but keep waking up throughout the night because my neck hurts. I don’t want to sleep on airplanes anymore.
I wake up as we begin our descent into Sydney. I look at my watch and try and figure out what the time is. I ask the guy next to me what the time zone conversion is and realize we shouldn’t have too much trouble making our next flight.
When we get off the plane we book it to the baggage claim and cram all the bags on one of the carts. We scramble over to the bus transfer to the domestic terminal and make it to the check in counter about 15 minutes before our flight ends check in.
When we get to the terminal we’re told there’s a 30 minute delay. God I’m so tired. Just let me go to bed.
When we get on the plane I pass out almost immediately. When we arrive in Melbourne just an hour later I feel somewhat refreshed and very much ready to go home.
It’s about a half hour cab ride from the airport to the apartment. Melbourne is much colder now, August being the end of its winter, though at least I missed the majority of it. When we get into the apartment its freezing and I immediately turn on the heater. I flick on my computer and it twirls to life for the first time in three months. A few minutes later I’m on AIM and chatting to my friend and horse Joel.
“Horseman, wanna swing by? I badly need my Xbox.”
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