I have ventured outside of the Dave from Albury Compound this week and I’m posting at this moment from a very snazzy hotel in Elizabeth St, Sydney. As a result don’t be surprised if I either,
a) don’t post anything else until the weekend; or
b) post incoherent drivel after returning from a “dinner” with my colleagues, at the company’s expense.
So, silence or train wreck, tune in and see what shows up (of course you could just subscribe to the RSS feed so that you’d know when new stuff was posted instead of googling “dave from albury” a couple of times a week (by the way, haven’t you learnt how to bookmark a website?))
The trip today was good, I flew up on the Virgin Blue E170 jet which is much quieter and more comfortable than the Dash-8s that Qantas use for regional routes. On the down side, because it’s a jet flight the security requirements are greater, so I found myself piling all my stuff on an x-ray machine, doing laps of the metal detector and being subjected to an explosives swab (I swear it’s the beard). I guess that means that Rex and Qantas are now officially the terrorists’ airlines of choice.
After 14 hours in Sydney, I’m over it already.