Sunday, 8 December 2019

Canberra airport

It's appropriate I'm about to be visiting a retirement village. I'm officially at the age where airport announcements sound like a vinyl record being played backwards.

Check-in was easy. Deanne on the counter put me on an earlier flight out of Canberra due to a delay with my original flight.  I'm also in row 4, Maybe I'll see the back head stylings of some celebrity. 

Needing my own space means I have to use the disabled loo. Pretty much everything was hands free. Flush, just wave your have over the half or full flush sensor. Soap, just hold your hand under the soap dispenser. Water, just hold your hand beneath the tap. I held my hand beneath the paper towels and for a sec wondered why they weren't flying out.

A large groan just erupted in the seating area when we all witnessed a suitcase go flying off the trolley when the driver took the turn too fast. Luckily it seemed to be a hard case.

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