Flights to Townsville

We spent our last day in Port Lincoln being bored. After checking out around 10:30, we walked around the city a few times, trying to wait until restaurants opened up for lunch. We ate lunch, and walked over to the public library, hoping to pass time until our flight at 6:20.  Conveniently, the library was closed on Saturdays, so we then resorted to going back to the movie theater to see “Cars 2.”

Australian Public Libraries: Closed on Saturdays. 

Because no one spends their weekends reading.

We got to the theater around 1:00. The movie didn’t start for about 45 minutes, so we hung out in the arcade room. A cute little demon child with curly blonde hair was very noisily playing the racing game, slamming his foot down on the pedals and yelling at his mom.


When the previews started, Maria and I began cracking jokes about the movies that were coming out. At the Harry Potter showing, they showed a preview for Green Lantern (I loudly commented: "Spoiler alert, it sucked."). We started guessing what previews they were going to show next.


Kelley: "Toy Story 3." 
Maria: "The original 'Toy Story'."
Kelley: "The first 'Cars'."
Maria: "The Lion King."
Kelley: "Snow White."


I kid you not, a preview for "The Lion King" played, coming out for the "first time in theaters." We laughed very loudly.

After the movie, we left for the airport, getting there 2 hours in advance and with no one in the building besides us. We wrote some posts to catch up, but there was no internet in the tiny shed they called an airport, so we decided to wait until we got to Adelaide.

No one was even there to assist us!

But we were there...with all of our bags...

Our flight was delayed for about 20 minutes, but we had a two-hour layover at our next stop so it didn’t mess with our other flights.

We got dinner in Adelaide (and more donuts), and boarded a plane filled with what appeared to be teenage volleyball players returning from a tournament (both males and females).

We arrived in Melbourne around 11, got our bags, and then realized that we would be unable to check in and go through security until about 5 AM. Awesome. And the best part was that there was no free internet in the building. Nothing like trying to pass the 6 hours of waiting in an airport without internet.

I tried to sleep, but we had camped out by a door and it was freezing cold outside. We wandered around for a while, and eventually I went to the international terminal where there were some benches and it wasn’t -50 degrees [Celsius].

Finally the ticket counter opened up at 5 AM, and we tried to check in, but because our flight was at 7:30, we had to wait another thirty minutes so that we could check into our flight. We were not pleased.

When we were able to check in, the woman asked if we would be okay sitting in an exit row. Little did we know, this meant sacrificing our ability to store our bags below our seats.

We both immediately lost consciousness once the plane took off, and the flight was very quick as a result.

When we landed, we got our bags and waited for our transportation to JCU. We watched as a very impatient woman repeatedly rang for "oversized baggage", and when she finally retrieved what she wanted we saw that it was, in fact, a set of very large hula hoops. 

Our 9 days of traveling were at an end. We had made it to James Cook University. Without Maria sustaining a head injury. Or me fainting and breaking a toilet with my head.