Igor Sikorsky
So maybe we are a little bit in love with air travel again? After a horror flight from Dubai to Perth in 2015 we swore off being sandwiched inside a smelly tin can with fellow sufferers (and more than a few sadists), eating truly awful food and being subjected to all manner of inhumane treatment in the name of "security" (thanks Pete and Emirates).
We are pleased to report that our junket to Perth this week using Virgin Australia's direct route was relatively civilised. We still had to line up more times than needed, but it was a great opportunity to catch up with family and friends.
It was with much relief also that we were able to track down the final resting place of Kym's dad Eric and although unconventional and subject to the usual familial discombobulation it turned out to be a tranquil spot. We spent some time remembering the moment we helped him move from pain and infirmity to the next level which at the time was quite a formative experience for both of us.
All up it was a great but seemingly fleeting visit - and if the direct route survives modern economic rationalism, then we will definitely be using it again.
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| The next gen enjoying rare family time together |
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| A very Perth "swan coffee" |
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| The local cafe complete with dog mural |
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| Eric's outlook |
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| In the backyard with our "grandpuppy" Ella |
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