Tasmania 1.1: Musing in Brisbane Airport

I was finally able to check in for my final flight. I am now no longer sitting on the sidewalk. I have a couple hours to kill. I have had a cappuccino. The voices over the PA system have Australian accents. I could be amusing myself by quantifying the amount …

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Tasmania Day 1.0: Not in Tasmania Yet

Blue suitcases sitting on a sidewalk, with a novel and a yellow folding fan in the foreground.

My flight from DFW to Brisbane went fine on the grand scheme of things, but it was not without challenges. When I was first seated, I was on an inner aisle seat (yay!) where every seat around me was taken by a literal toddler (oh no). I’m not against kids …

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