The first day (and a half) outside of Australia went surprisingly well. I have this kind of in-built dread of flying, because I always feel funny on the flight and the jetlag is the absolute worst, but this flight wasn't too bad. I suppose the secret is sleeping and not watching too many movies.
There's not much else to say. The flight was normal, if a bit better than the others, and that's really it.
There's not much else to say. The flight was normal, if a bit better than the others, and that's really it.
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