I do love to travel. Even though I leave my loved ones behind...
I'm back in Brisbane aka Brisvegas. After a delayed flight (at least they called me beforehand), I got a seat in the aisle with nobody next to me, Bacardi and coke flowing, having my baggage arrive last, waiting 45 minutes for a taxi then having the crazy Indian taxi driver get us lost in the damn city... I made it. Checked into the Mercure, room service has been served, red wine has been consumed and I'm ready to kick back and have a nice sleep.
It's conference time again in Brisbane for two days, then I'm flying back home on Friday. I'm really hoping that QANTAS don't mess me about as I need to pick the parents up from Europe early on Saturday morning.
No camera with me this time around so no photos either. Which sux because Brisbane in winter would have been pretty nice to check out.
Oh, and they have Schweppes lemonade here in little glass bottles.
Best. Lemonade. Ever!
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