I've really felt like flying lately, but these Sydney to Canberra runs are just too short to reach flying Nirvana. Still, it's work paying for them so I can't complain. We tried a sharing desktops and phone calls, but it's hard to beat sitting together with an expert when learning a new system. I woke up at my usual time but thought that I could let B and Alex sleep. As I shaved in the other bathroom Alex came running in. "I want to sleep in my bed!" Huh? Okay. So I put him in his bed. He didn't stay. Brought him back to our bed and told him that I was just going to work. All the disruptions and extra cuddles meant that I had to skip breakfast. I said a final goodbye, then walk out to the bus stop, caught the bus and the train to the domestic airport. When I had checked in for my Qantas flight using my phone I strangely wasn't given the option to select a seat. So I tried one of the Qantas kiosks. Yes, I had been assigned a centre seat an...
The journal of a travel addict.