Off to OZ!

The dog was with Mom and E.D, the paperwork to put the house up for sale was signed and there were no impending worldwide disasters like bird flu on the news. We had our new dual band cell phone for any emergencies. We were ready to roll. After 3 years with no international travel, we were definitely ready for an adventure outside of the U.S.
Kenny Presley (Elvis’ cousin) from TGO picked us up for our trip to Orlando airport. We were leaving just before the TGO Board of Director elections so we had an interesting discussion with Kenny about all the recent nasty politicking. He agreed that it was amazing to see grown-us acting like the “mean girls”.

Check in was uneventful and we were soon heading off on the first leg of our journey- to LAX. We got into LAX with just enough time to buy a few magazines and a NY Times, get our Australian visa and get onto the next plane for our 14 hour flight to Sydney. United’s aging fleet was matched only by its’ aging flight attendants. Our spirits sank as a group of 50 Aussie teenagers boarded the plane yelling “Party in row 38” (we were in row 36). There was nothing to do but try to close our eyes and pretend we were somewhere else.