Travel

Travel Update #1: The Journey So Far

As the last post chronicled the unpleasantness of travelling, and all the possible balls-up that could happen to fracture a relationship, this post will make up for the doom and gloom with some happier news. (Written mostly in photos because they are still trying to recover from jetlag).

Question: When boarding commences an hour before departure for an international flight, what kind of person are you?
A: In a hurry to get on, screw the first and business class passengers, those who have attained Godlike statuses on frequent flyer programmes, and persons needing assistance.
B: Not in a hurry to get on, you’re going to be trapped in that cabin of recycled air for the next x hours, why start earlier than necessary?
C: Running awkwardly from Duty Free shopping after having your name paged twice on the PA system, $1000 poorer.

GodzillaPin trying to determine the right time to head to the gates.

GodzillaPin trying to determine the right time to head to the gates.

It has been quite some time since the couple flew on an aircraft. They have reverted to being country bumpkins easily amused and impressed.

The best say-that-again? moment on the whole journey, after those SNCF announcements telling passengers they could “get off the train if you want to”, was Emirates in-flight announcement while passengers were disembarking. “All passengers on wheelchair are informed not to walk off the plane yet”. Dude, it’s not like they have a choice, is it?

Tired, but we made it!

Tired, but we made it!

The couple arrived at an ungodly hour of the morning, but were pleasantly surprised by how fast they managed to clear customs and immigration. Brisbane International Airport, we LOVE you. You are much friendlier and more efficient than your colleagues in Melbourne, Sydney and Adelaide. It was nice to feel welcomed to a country, not menaced by paperwork.

It was nice to be back to Australia after such a long time. The Ninja Turtle had almost forgotten how friendly the Australians were. Really, these guys have earned their reputation not without reason.

Happy Hour at the backpackers, where they met an awesome group of friendly folks who turned it into a happy few hours indeed.

Happy Hour at the backpackers, drinks are served in what was called a YOLO bucket. It looked like purple spew, and tasted worse, but it was good for laughing at.

They were up early, as the sun rises in Brisbane before 5am, and they are still stuck on an indeterminable time zone of short naps + interrupted sleep. Still, they felt strong enough to head out for a little sightseeing around Brisbane.

Opposite Central Station, where GodzillaPin found a weird tree and insisted it was a baobab (it most likely isn't).

Opposite Central Station, where GodzillaPin found a weird tree and insisted it was a baobab (it most likely isn’t).

The next Aesop Fables installation: the Turtle who wanted to be a Kangaroo.

The next Aesop Fables installation: the Turtle who wanted to be a Kangaroo.

To our European friends: yep, this is how we're spending Christmas this year.

To our European friends: yep, this is how we’re spending Christmas this year.

What we’ve done so far:
1. Visited the Brisbane markets on Southbank.
2. Visited the Young Designers market (open on first Sunday of every month).
3. Taken the free City Hopper cruise.
4. Eaten at Chinatown.

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