girlie jones (girliejones) wrote,
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Back home

Phew. Today was crazy. I didn't sleep more than 4 hours, up late talking to jonathanstrahan and then listening to my ipod. I emerged feeling under the weather (this is why I don't drink!) and tired and it was windy and my asthma kicked up. I took drugs but they didn't seem to help. I wandered out to where there were shrieking 4 year olds and tried to wake up. Stomach said "leave me alone" for most of the morning. I have no fucking idea what I was thinking drinking two kinds of champagne and then a couple of sea breezes. Just glad I pulled up before the limoncello came out. Sadly we said goodbye to flinthart and his posse. And then we sat down to some lunch, some Raeli DVD action and some crafting.

And then the packing up of my stuff was overseen and we were off to the airport. The whole family piled in to take me the airport whereupon I discovered my flights were delayed on account of a computer glitch. We sat and had coffee and the last of our conversations. cassiphone and I went fossicking for alarming souvenirs but found none. And then it was time for them to go and me to board my plane. Sad hugs of byeness :(

The flight to Melbourne was not too bad - one hour, I skipped the "meal", listened to a podcast and tried to sleep. We were told that passengers on the flight to Perth should head directly to Gate 21 on arrival at the airport. We landed at gate 4 - these gates are, it turns out, at opposite ends of Tullamarine. I briskly walked there, glancing at the tv screens which said our flight had already closed. I arrived very puffed and my chest hurting. The plane was almost completely full and I watched about 15 people watch me struggle to put my very heavy bag in the slightly too high baggage compartment, whilst gasping for breath. Do people just not help people any more? I found my seat - the second in a 4 seat row :( only to be asked if I would mind swapping with the guy on the aisle in the row ahead since the woman next to me was travelling with him. We waited to see who was going to sit next to him - a woman and two kids under six. Yup. This *was* my day, after all. I switched and ended up sitting next to a 4 year old for the entire flight. Yup. I could not actually catch my breath and kept using ventolin to hold the whole thing at bay. We were too far at the back of the plane to be offered luxuries like choice of meal or a blanket. I'd rushed to get on the plane and had not grabbed headphones so I watched the whole of Julie & Julia whilst listening to Wil Wheaton's Futurecast podcasts. Even though we'd sat for a good long while before takeoff, we still managed to arrive only 15 mins late. It was at this point that I discovered a completely wrapped in plastic pair of headphones in my seat pocket. %$^#!

I got off the plane and found my mother who had come to fetch me. Yay! After grabbing my bags she took me to her place to pick up Benji and have a nebuliser for the asthma. It didn't really overly help, although it did remove the pain in my chest as I breathe. So now I am waiting up till 1am which will be 4 hours since so I can have a second one, which will hopefully help. I guess, sadly, I am allergic to Hobart.

I had an awesome trip. I'm very sad to be home and even sadder to be back at work on Tuesday. I shall sleep in tomorrow and sort myself out and try not to think about how the year is beginning and the holidays are over. Though I do come home much, much richer and happier than I was when I set off for distant green lands.

One whole week til maelkann comes home. :( I'm aiming to work through the Sprawl edits to distract me.
Tags: tasmania, xmas holidays
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