Journey

Huzzah! Am blogging from my sister's (extremely messy) bedroom! Because I am home!

Mostly okay trip, except the egg (that's my suitcase, named for its hard shell, smooth curves, and extreme fragility) got cracked in transit - again. This was the replacement egg I got after Quantas killed the last one, and they did it again. This time I'm prepared to just let it go and not worry about another one. Time for a new suitcase, one that can withstand the burly (I'm assuming they're burly) domestic baggage handlers.

Also, the airport coffee was foul. Bleagh.