Kingsford Smith Airport After a final coffee at Newtown cafe, I said goodbye to the suburb that had been home for the better part of two years and the pretty Northern English waitress who had served us, and headed to the airport. I went to check in at JetStar. This is roughly when the trouble started. I produced my passport and my USA visa waiver. The girl at check in then asked for my ticket out of Hawaii, so I dug through my documents and showed that to her as well. She looked at it long and hard and made an ummming noise that I found unnerving. At this point I should make a point of saying that she was extremely friendly and apologetic, and I was going in to a state of shock so any
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