Well the plane was delayed in Sydney by an hour, which meant that just about everyone trying to make connecting flights missed their connections. Including me. So now the only way they can get us to Paris is to send us via Frankfurt…I’m in Changi airport now, feeling a bit seedy, quite frankly. Just had to wail into the ether before I go and wash my face and brush my teeth so I can feel slightly human for the next leg of the sardine tin journey.
Hopefully my next post will bear better tidings!