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On board OZ602, in something they’re calling “Business Smartium Class”. I can’t make this up.
Last meal on the ground for about 38 hours.
Every night there’s a light show named Badu Gili displayed on part of the opera house “that explores ancient First Nations stories in a spectacular seven-minute projection.”
The first course of second dinner last night/earlier/whatever – Smoked duck, farro salad with dried cranberries, brined carrots, whole grain mustard. The salad is Mesclun, mozzarella, grape tomato, and olive.
My body has no idea what to do with itself – but somehow coffee and dessert seemed like a good idea?
So the glitch – to be able to do this with miles meant a ticket to Sydney and a separate ticket to get to the flight to Sydney. When I left Philly this morning they said they could only check my suitcase to LA. Despite awesome efforts from ^AD at United Social Care and Edina at O’Hare (both rock stars), it looks like I’ll have to claim my bag in LA then re-check it to Sydney. Annoying only because my connection will be one gate apart – but I get more steps in before sitting for 15 hours. 🙂
Successfully checked-in in Philadelphia, but the first bit of drama is already unfolding. Apparently the ticket agents were unable to check my bags all the way through to Sydney. Now, I have ample time in LA to get out of security, get my bag, and get back through – but I really shouldn’t have to. One thing at a time though.