|Leaving on a jetplane, etc|
I spend a bit of time at airports and there is a sameness about them across the world really. Rather than find this boring, I am in fact, intrigued at this mechanism the modern world has developed to shuttle people and goods around the world. I particularly marvel at this at conference time...the way the people from near and far manage to converge on one place at a particular point in time. I'll see this in action again next month in Chicago...
|Reading on board, at 6.12am|
There's a delay in the landing time because the air is thick with planes apparently. It is also the weekend of the Melbourne Grand Prix...oh, crowded city. I don't mind really, as someone who grew up around racetracks watching my uncle, car racing (like my love of a particular code of football, and a particular team) is one of those unreconstructed moments of my past that people find, well, interesting. (I've also spent the flight down sitting next to Collingwood supporters so, you know, there is that 'we-feeling' for being fans of our respective codes most-hated teams...should've worn my maroon and white.)
|Dinner, Italian style, at 6.12pm|
Melbourne time, in...>
Ready for day 100, a milestone of sorts!