The first time we have missed an ANZAC service.
After a family dinner last night and saying goodbye,especially to the smaller members of the family, it was a cool and overcast day as we left Hobart for Sydney. Cat was up bright and early, as we all were, with all bags packed and waiting for Dave and Jack to take us to the airport.
Owing to Melbourne’s typical weather, our flight was delayed as our plane was late leaving Melbourne to get to Hobart, consequently we had to sit around the Qantas lounge for an extra 50 minutes. After taking off, the pilot managed to hit quite a few “pot holes” as we climbed through the clouds, and again as we came into land at Sydney. Unfortunately, only one runway was operating in Sydney due to very strong winds and we had to circle halfway to New Zealand before we could land.
The transfer to the International Terminal wasn’t a problem – not like immigration and customs. The system didn’t like my passport and I was led away (in front of EVERYONE!) to have it scanned at another reader. No problems, the nice man said, just the digital passports don’t always scan on the old readers. We progressed through security without any dramas, passed all the nice smelling perfume concessions and found the Qantas lounge without any hassles. Cat thought he was in seventh heaven, with all the food and drink. He should sleep well on the flight to Honolulu.
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