Day 1 of this year’s Dulux Study Tour is an extraordinarily long one, with crossing the date line somewhere over the pacific apparently it is still Saturday nearly 48 hours after we left Australia Saturday morning.
According to the theory of relativity, the you travel faster the more subjective time slows down. Paradoxically it seems the same thing is happening in LAX, except we are not moving anywhere, let alone fast.
Apparently the pilot for our flight has been misplaced. I am not sure how you lose a captain of a commercial airline, I honestly think that America Airline should keep closer tabs on them, maybe get one of those things that you put on your key ring so that when you clap they beep and you can find them – or in our case put them in the cockpit and fly our damn plane to Chicago.
Now they have us boarding, but have not found the captain, Sarah is worried that they are going start calling for volunteers from the passengers to fly the plane – this is not going to end well.
Wait, the captain has arrived and we are pushing back from the terminal, 4 more hours and here we come Chicago….
(Meanwhile, Jenna and Cherry had no issues, and likened the first leg of the journey to the amazing race, given team Sydney arrived 5 hours before the others and had a brilliant pilot who took it upon himself to commentate the journey)