Australia - Day 1, Canberra

Made it to Australia after a very long flight. Felt a little bit like Alice after taking a drink. Well, probably more like Neo in the Matrix since I managed to take the wrong pill and hardly slept at all during the flight. I took melatonin instead Ambien and couldn't figure out why I wasn't staying asleep until it was too late to take the Ambien and not be comatose when we landed in Sydney. Oh well, lesson learned.

Landed in Sydney & breezed right through immigration & customs. Had to walk, what I swear, was the entire perimeter of the airport to get to the domestic transfers. Turns out the Sydney domestic and international terminals are completely separate from each other so passengers are bussed in between the two, so I got a lovely tour of the airport's taxiways & hangers. Thankfully you only go through security once, so I didn't have to worry about doing that more than once. Had an AWESOME view of Sydney harbor as we were coming in. The bridge climb is on the last day of my trip before I head back to Alaska.

Leisa met me at the airport in Canberra and we chatted for a while before I took a nap. We were going to to out for dinner, but I just wasn't feeling up for it so we got Turkish take out (yuuuummy), had some wine & caught up. We drove by my old school after we picked up the food & so much has changed. Obviously, it would after 20 years. Tomorrow we're going to take a drive around. Tom wants me to go by our old house & see if our neighbors are still there to see if I can track down his friend.

For now, I'm going to take the right pill & get over my jet lag.

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