Where's the Quantas Lounge? After spending an hour trying to get my Internet to work it was time to board. Bubba had to buy the largest book printed in the last 10 years to take on the trip....where in the hell is yer Kindle Bubba! Oh yes, one more of your great ideas to go kindle and may I remind you, you never used it once. We did find a good home for it- hope you are enjoying it Karen. Anyway, what is a QUANTAS? I assumed it was some sort of Kangaroo, being the symbol on all their propaganda and all. Nope. It stands for, Queensland and Northern Territory Aerial Services. Who knew? 2 Blokes, Fysh and McGinness saw the need to get around this practically roadless country in 1919.
So up we go Boca is all set for her Skybed which looked like a cocoon type pod to snooze the night away....that bed pod with 42 options and speeds. Boca spent most of the night figuring out how to work it while driving the stewardi nuts by accidentally pressing the call button continually. And Mr. Peter Morissey, those designer PJ's???? Did you mean XL stood for Xtra Little? Boca was quite the sight. Bubba begged that she stay under the blanket till morning. And the "delux unisex amenities". Right. Lesbian girlfriends revolt- ugly grey socks to match the ugly grey night blinders only to be followed by smooth your beard lotion Geeze, the only thing missing was your father's Old Spice. Bubba did enjoy the ear plugs....
First stop Melbourne, a visit to our darling Patricia. A former neighbor from the Ft. Lauderdale Hood she met an "Aussie" and moved way the heck over here, there everywhere!