What a day! With little sleep and next to no enthusiasm, I got up at 9.30am on Tuesday the 24th August to leave my home, my pups, and my happy little sheltered life to set out into the big bad world. Mum gave me a lift to the airport, and luckily we had enough time to stop at Engladine Maccas for my last meal in Australia (irony perhaps?). As the trip didn't seem real to me I didn't get emotional until I saw a brochure for RailCorp - then shed a few tears, because I knew I'd miss my job. My mother is convinced I'm a freak. I boarded my flight to be greeted by an obese American air hostess with Peggy Bundy hair. She was jolly enough though. The plane was full to capacity, and
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