Waiting

Sooo, its 4.24am in the UK, and about 1.15pm in Sydney. I still haven’t slept, but remarkably, feel fine. I shall probably crash out when I actually need to do something useful later, like locating the hotel. In the meantime, we are waiting for our plane. It has changed gates no less than four times, and it keeps being delayed. We have a great position with floor to ceiling windows onto the runway though, so we sit and relax, and watch the planes. The bizarre dust has cleared and its sunny outside now, so hopefully we’ll be off soonish.