Lets see, how does this check list go again?
Screaming two-year old? Check.
Does said child repeatedly kick the back of your seat? Check.
Do the flight attendants attempt to dislocate your shoulder every time they walk down the aisle? Check.
Is seating area the size of a postage stamp? Check
Is there lots of turbulence? Check.
Some delays? Check.
Ah! But what about lost luggage? Check.
14 hour flight? Check.
I must, therefore, be going to the ice.
Oh oh, some more!
Morning call at 1:45 am for check in at the airport at 2:30am? Check.
8 hour flight on a cramped, slow military turboprop Hercules? Check.
Really really bad food on the military flight? Check.
Bucket for a latrine? Check.
Yup, must be going south.
Now comes the fun one.. Is your luggage still in Los Angeles? Check.
Is it a distinct possibility that you will end up in the field and your luggage will not? Check
If this happens, will it mean you don't have a change of clothes for about three weeks? Check.
If so, you must be me, and that's just weird (and slightly disturbing).
On a more positive note, it is nice to be in New Zealand. It's screamingly green at this time of year. On a bad note, I have to get up in 4 hours, so this is a short entry.
Also forgive my lack of a photo. You see the battery charger for my camera is in my luggage and .. well, you get the idea.
All the best,
Mike
