from the lost drafts folder
Dec. 25th, 2024 07:00 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
companion to this post, mostly written on the plane on 25th December 2024; posted online 14th May 2025
13:19 - somewhere above the grain belt; the flight boarded on time, and it was about 13:09 when we actually took off. I've very clearly seen Mundaring Dam, which is not something I've previously managed. And we've just had a notification that the flight is already running 20 minutes ahead of schedule, which, what??? we are literally 20 minutes past the 'departure time'.
Looking out the window, there is a lot of brown of cleared paddocks, and the odd bit of very dark green of uncleared eucalypts. I'm sharing the row (3 seats) with one person, who has moved on to the end (I have the window) and is planning to sleep. This is their second of three flights, having got off shift at 6am this morning in Karratha, and heading for Aotearoa - apparently there wasn't a direct option, and this managed to be cheaper anyway.
I've a book in Libby that I started in the aeroport (Thyla by Kate Gordon) and one I started yesterday (Murder in the Groove by Dave Warner) which I might swap to if this one becomes a little stressful - it is a YA about a teen who is amnesiac, found in the bush, and has now been put into a boarding school where she can pick that there are undercurrents of Something Going On, but not what. The alternative is a 'low stakes' murder mystery, by which I mean that there have been a couple of deaths, I now expect some faffing around plot, and nothing that requires me to spend a lotof time focusing.
(And, because I need to at least do some writing on the 'how I'm thinking' - what I have at this point is that I'm going to arrive at Brisbane about 7pm local (so just over 4 hours, which what?). I'm using the cane, so I'm going to sit quietly while everyone else rushes out, then toddle off slowly. I've a checked bag (and went for 'absolutely everything I can in the checked bag') so I'll have to wait for that. Lots of people are going to be more in a rush than I. And I'm using the cane (and really needing it). This is a 737, and we didn't have an air bridge - I didn't realise that they use the smaller craft for this particular route. I'm in 15A, which is one row behind the middle exit rows, which does make for harder to see, but as I don't have a route map screen, eh, not such a problem. I should try and remember that for future when I'm flying during the day, because I do like looking.
And then I have details of trains from Youngest, and I have to message repeatedly. Meh. I could do without W being a fuss-budget, but I'm also okay with just doing as requested. And now I'm off to read more of my book.)
13:58 - lunch was reasonable, although I'm still hungry. Slightly flavoured / yellow rice with ?sultanas in it, some rather under AND overcooked green beans, and then what I think was beef in a nicely flavoured gravy, which appeared to have capsicum in it. I've taken a red wine, and drunk a couple of mouthfuls - I might have another bit later, or save it for a bit. I've also ended up with two water bottles, which I probably won't drink both of - not particularly thirsty at this point. And now, back to the book (which is okay, in a limited way, for a YA boarding school story with fantastical elements)
14:13 - still over land; but not tilled land any more. Quite sparse vegetation most of where I can see; I think we are roughly over the divide between that and the more dense vegetation closer to the coast, because if I peer oddly out the window I can see the shading from one to the other.
14:33 - mostly all I can see out the window is cloud, which makes me think we are over water. Fortunately, there is free wifi, and i can use it to load google maps. We are over the Bight, maybe half way between Eucla and Yalata.
(I might be the only person on the flight wearing a mask. That is disappointing. Especially as I wouldn't count myself as being truly cautious, given that I've taken it off for food, then coffee, and then a bit of water. sigh. Had my half a cup of dodgy airline coffee with the sugar that came with my cutlery, and it was horrendously too sweet; I figured I needed the energy / calories)
14:55 and we are back over crop land - google maps says due east of Ceduna, north of the highway. So just out of crop land - and actually, now I look out again, no cropping. Maps says we are over Pureba Conservation Park. There is an enormous salt pan visible, not sure if it has a name on the map, but this is labelled Pinjarra Station. Not convinced that we are showing up as at quite the right place on the map, which I guess makes sense, because we are a long way up; the salt pan that I can see to the north/left of us is showing up as south of us on the map.
18:08 - we've changed time zones (I connected the phone to the wifi, which means it is updating time as we go; just about at the NSW border, checking settings it is Adelaide time; which I think makes it 30 minutes ahead of Brisbane, because on the half hour, plus daylight savings? You'd think I'd know these kinds of things)
Adding on the next day - after landing, it was a bit of a slog (collect luggage, train, rail replacement bus, train, collected by youngest, car) but it all came together nicely so there wasn't time to sit and write, even if I'd felt like getting the ipad out.
The accommodation is nice, much more swish than I'd allowed for, and full kitchen plus washing facilities.