Location: Brisbane --> Sydney --> Singapore --> Frankford --> New York
Weather: Inside a pressurized airplane cabin
We took a cab this morning to the train station and just made a train to the airport! Perfect timing! The flight from Brisbane to Sydney was terrible! The flight itself was fine. It was the three-year-old terror sitting behind me that I could have done without. He treated my seat like a punching bag and no matter how many times I turned around to the child’s parents to ask them if he could avoid kicking my seat, they did nothing. The father slept while the mother read, the whole time, Damien (the name I made up for the three year old) was screaming and practicing being a place-kicker.
After the flight, another passenger confronted the father and said, “I like kids; I just don’t like parents who can’t control their children.” Then the guy responded by saying, “Then you must not like your parents very much, then.” The guy continued to confront the parents saying that their son never stopped bothering us and they did nothing. Luckily, it didn’t progress past that point. I think the guy said what we were all thinking, but it was a moot point by then. Also, unless you have children, it makes it difficult for you to criticize those that do.
Anyway, our travels continued to the international airport where we checked into the Singapore Airlines lounge! We checked our email and raided the fridge. I tried a Tiger beer. Not bad.
Now, I’m on the plane ride to Singapore (seven hours) followed by a flight to Frankford (twelve hours) followed by a flight to JFK airport in New York (nine hours) putting the total amount of time spent in the air on this trip to 68 hours! I’ll leave a few blank pages in case anything else of interest happens
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