The Day I Thought I'd Never Live...
Trip Start
Aug 30, 2008
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Trip End
Sep 11, 2008
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So, it turns out that my 15 hour flight to Melbourne turned into an 18-hour journey...Yes, the medical help that was requested turned into a full blown life threatening emergency and my flight had to stop in Honolulu, Hawaii to let the passenger off the plane. It was interesting, because I was fascinated by the idea of not ever experiencing August 31, 2008 since I would be crossing the International Date Line and arrive in Melbourne on September 1. But, alas, I did experience 8/31/08 on the tarmac in Honolulu. Fun times.
I drank a little Australian wine, had some questionable salmon, and nearly finished my Bill Bryson "In a Sunburned Country" book...
A very large man about 70 was assigned to the seat next to me and insisted on standing in the aisle, bent over, with his enormous backside in my face for much of the 18-hour journey. I wanted to kill myself.
So, it turns out that my 15 hour flight to Melbourne turned into an 18-hour journey...Yes, the medical help that was requested turned into a full blown life threatening emergency and my flight had to stop in Honolulu, Hawaii to let the passenger off the plane. It was interesting, because I was fascinated by the idea of not ever experiencing August 31, 2008 since I would be crossing the International Date Line and arrive in Melbourne on September 1. But, alas, I did experience 8/31/08 on the tarmac in Honolulu. Fun times.
I drank a little Australian wine, had some questionable salmon, and nearly finished my Bill Bryson "In a Sunburned Country" book...
A very large man about 70 was assigned to the seat next to me and insisted on standing in the aisle, bent over, with his enormous backside in my face for much of the 18-hour journey. I wanted to kill myself.

