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October 19, 2016

18 October 2016 Melbourne to Byron Bay

Craig picked me up to go to the airport but by the time we were halfway there I got a text to say my flight had been delayed to 2pm. Oh well, kept going and I killed a couple more hours.

Terminal 4 is interesting. Jetstar has grown a bit since last year. They require you to check into a ‘kiosk’ to get your boarding pass and luggage tag. I already had my boarding pass but it spat out another one anyway. Putting my luggage on the conveyor belt was fun. It wouldn’t accept my suitcase until I took off every other old sticker. Took a while to realise that was the problem though!

The waiting area is full of eateries and not many other kinds of stores. There wasn’t any place I could sit without hearing noise from screens or advertising, not to mention the constant information from airlines about flights. It did my head in.

Finally my flight was open so then I traipsed along to Gate 44, which is not the furthest away but quite a long way. More waiting while people disembarked the plane.

On the plane I was boxed in with a family beside me and behind me. I know the little boy didn’t really know any better but my patience for small children is zilch when they are constantly kicking my seat from behind or slamming the table into it. Daddy was next to me and did request he stop but it didn’t really work. It was a long 2 hours.

By this time I really need to get to my accommodation to chill out a bit but wait, there’s more waiting! The shuttle bus has to wait for another plane to arrive before we can move off after another half an hour delay.

I get to Ruskin House about 5pm (instead of 3pm) and have to call Lucie to come and let me in. She is volunteering for a film festival on here at the moment. My room is great. Just what I’m after. Finally I can relaaaaxxxx . . .

After settling in I take a walk down Jonson St, which leads straight to the beach. I wander around re-acquainting myself with the area and settle on a couple of tacos at Chihuahua for dinner. Catch a drumming band on the way back and the supermarket beckons so I get supplies for my stay.

 

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