I wrote this while I was in Brisbane

I’m here, safe and sound! Not in Townsville yet. I’m actually in Brisbane which is about a 2 hour flight from Townsville. I missed one of my planes due to luggage complications so I had to take a different route. (The Australian airline workers are so nice compared to the ones in America. They really give you the time of day to help you with your problems and questions.) This is the first time I’ve been able to chill in an airport without literally running to make my flight.

So, after the first two flights, (from RDU – Chicago – SanFran) I was already very tired. I tried to stay awake for those flights so that I would be ridiculously exhausted for the long 15 hour trip to Sydney. My plan worked because I slept about 10 or 11 hours. I had the window seat for all my flights so it was easy to curl up into the fetal position and rest my head on the window.

I met a really nice man on the flight from Sydney to Brisbane. He works in the construction business and so we talked about that for a while. (It’s good that my dad does that kind of stuff so that I could actually sound somewhat intelligent about what I was talking about.) He gave me lots of advice about living in Australia. He echoed what Miss Casey has been telling about not accepting any drinks from guys I don’t know because of the whole date rape problem. He told me some of the different words they say and when to swim and stay out of the ocean. He also gave me his email address so that I could email him if I ever needed advice. Very nice old guy.

Everyone really likes the way I talk: soft, feminine, slightly-southern, (Three people who I sat next to said that.) The Australian accent very rough and choppy. Not sing-songy like American’s.

I’ll update a littler later when I get to the base. I’m going to hunt for some food now.

Love to everyone,
Kaitlyn