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Saturday
Oct292005

Real Time

It's 1:57 am Sunday morning in Perth and right now I SHOULD be on a flight to Sydney to meet Sandy who's going to be at the airport at 6:20 am.

Of course by now you may have figured that something went wrong.

You'd be dead on there, I'd say.

I came to the Hallowe'en party with Jen and Dan (dressed as a Canadian flag) and left in plenty of time with good directions for my flight.

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Qantas chose not to agree.

The good news is - I found my way BACK to the house party and these lovely people.

The bad news is - the airport closed, the rental car has probably been reported stolen and I have two hours before I can leave the house again and return to the airport to use the Qantas pass that Brenton so nicely gave me to get into the lounge at the airport.

The good news is - there's INTERNET.

The ?!*?! thing is - I didn't want to leave in the first place.

And I hope hope hope that Sandy got the text message that I won't be in until 1pm, instead.

I didn't really want to see Sydney anyways.

I should take some of this time to write about my last night in Dunsborough which I finally actually spent with some people from the hostel. But I'm a little stressed out and upset and un-eloquent. So I'm going to upload the last few posts and some more pictures while I have this lovely computer in this lovely house full of lovely sleeping people who have been lovely and accomodating.

Did I mention they were lovely?

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Maybe, it's like the drive through Bunbury where it was raining buckets and one hostel was closed for a couple hours and the hotel in town was all full and so it was meant for me to continue on to the beach in Dunsborough.

Maybe I missed my flight so I could update you.

It's now 3:38 am and man, am I tired. There's lots of new pics though.

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