|Fans are fans.|
As I mentioned yesterday, Melbourne is alive with crowds jostling for places at the Grand Prix, including this bloke standing ahead of us at the taxi rank. He was just waiting for his photo to be taken, really.
The second day of the meeting got underway with a key purpose to discuss and organise a two-day conference coming up in July. It's about making plans for themes, discussions, workshops and other sessions that we might find useful. It is, as always, robust yet respectful discussion. It finished reasonably well on time too, which meant some extended time at the airport (again) but not that I mind. I had time to catch up with the latest news coming out of Brisbane: a lecturer at a Brisbane university (which should remain nameless but is the one for the 'real world') asked students to craft a campaign for the LNP candidate challenging the incumbent member for Griffith, Kevin Rudd. Somewhat controversial, given that the candidate came to speak to the students. The justification that it is an 'advertising' class and not a politics class did not really cut it. Too partisan for my liking and a little naive on the part of the lecturer, and the candidate too, frankly. I hope it doesn't result in further restrictions on academic activity.
On the plane again. We were supposed to be climbing to our cruising altitude at 6.12pm (Melbourne time) but we were running late, blame being placed on Brisbane Airport because of traffic restrictions and the single runway...sounds like a plot to pressure the opening of a second parallel runway to me. So, in fact, two opportunities for 6.12pm shots today, one Melbourne time, awaiting the 'cabin crew, prepare the cabin for take-off' routine, and again, Brisbane time (since I hadn't changed my watch since yesterday) eating the chicken tikka...ah, the delights of air travel...that's the same meal I had last time I flew on an evening flight. Tra-la.
|6.12pm, Melbourne time|
|6.12pm, Brisbane time|
Home again, with a further delay in the air, but home, eventually.
And what do the last fifty days tell us about one's habits...? Next post.