Well, i have eleven minutes of Internet access left and am sitting in a Internet cafe in Heathrow Airport after just completing a 23 hour plane journey. I'm confused right now and i am looking forward to getting home and lying in bed. My body tells me it's past lunch time... but it's 8.20am.
We still have one final flight! From Heathrow to Edinburgh then we need to find a way to get from Edinburgh to Kirkcaldy. So, another few hours until i reach my house, another couple of hours added to this marathon journey (Except a bit further than a marathon!), lasting from yesterday at 10am Australian time (or 1am British time) to about noon the day after in British time. about 35 hours by the time i get home. * Weep, i hardly slept last night... or was it morning... or was it afternoon in our stop in Bangkok?
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What do travel so beautiful! What luck! Saludos.
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