That's my overriding sentiment sitting at Charles de Gaulle airport in Paris (the western world's worst airport) waiting for my big A380 jumbo to swallow me into its pouch to safely escort me home to Oz. It's definitely a mixed feeling.
The positives:
- I'm leaving -5 winter and heading for +30 summer
- The sun will come up before 8:30am
- Getting home to my half of the family
- I've got 24 hours to do nothing more than watch movies
- .....shit, it's Australia! What an AWESOME country to live in!
- The food....sorry Australia, you're about 200 years behind France in the food stakes
- Leaving half the family behind for at least another 6-12 months :(
- No snow - I went skiing for the first time on this trip and loved it!
- No more holidays.....I've burned up my next 6 months worth of holidays!
I've got the great pleasure of actually being in the Star Alliance airline lounge to wait for the flight. I was given two entry passes to the lounge when I checked in (very kind of them) even though I'm travelling alone. Having travelled a lot, I know how much nicer it is to be waiting in the lounge as opposed to waiting at the gate, so I approached a couple of people (blokes only, my wife will be pleased to know) who looked like they were travelling alone to offer them my spare ticket....you know, a bit of travel karma at all.
Maybe there's something about the way I'm dressed, or the way my hair settled in a very serious, unspiked way when I woke up this morning, but I reckon those blokes thought I was trying to crack onto them - they all refused!
Ah well, as the French say, tempi pour eux - 'too bad for them'.
The unworked hairstyle....seemed to work for the bloke at check-in who gave Rob an exit aisle from Paris to Singapore. Also seemed to scare off potential people benefitting from some travel karma.
Anyway, they're calling the flight so it's off to go through security, jump on-board and be transported back to a great place half a world away.