Day 1 Outward bound

They day started well with a sleep in. A sleepy goodbye with Sue then the wait until it’s time to call the cab.

They take an age to answer and this time don’t know where I am. Must have called a different cab company from last year. This time a very pleasant Indian.

Booking slow with the usual person whose Passport won’t scan, like that irritating person at the checkout who has that one item the computers don’t know.
When it’s my turn all is well, I can check my luggage through to Glasgow which is a bonus, as that means I don’t have to clear customs until then too.
Qantas Club where the coffee is still terrible and with my use of the facilities about $50/cup.
Melbourne is sunny and the transit time short. Immigration slow, yet easy, and boarding is not too bad.
I have exit row seats which means scads of legroom, though nowhere to store things, ie no front seat pocket.
It’s still cattle class.
Six hours is less then than the trip to Melbourne from Adelaide, yet seems an age and 20 mins out of Melbourne we have that announcement that every doctor dreads “is there a medically qualified person on the flight?”
Of course all the chiropractors rush forward hoping to get an upgrade.
I slink back in my seat relieved on a young lady comes forward and her offer of help is rejected. Seems like someone else had come forward sooner. A passenger has fainted and assumes the prone position, feet elevated and after 30 minutes is escorted back to his seat.
As with flying you seem to eat all the time, however this time I eschewed the alcohol.
Singapore is hot and muggy and the aircon. struggles. I go for a long stroll, check out the duty free and come away empty handed. Prices are as cheap in Adelaide.
Of course we go back through security, and this time I am pinged. Forgot the sound cancelling headphones I have in my pocket, so get the pat down and the wand treatment. I then get the explosives swab. I knew I shouldn’t have that that @1 haircut and those tatts!
Well it’s boarding lounge and the usual wait.