34) 21st March, Part 1

Okay so this is actually when we're on the plane...my bad. The previous one was just about the drive to Sydney.

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So it’s the 21^st March and I’m on the plane…its 10:52, Sydney time and we’re apparently going to get there at like 10ish…So like back in time? Exciting. We’re flying domestic Virgin Blue. It’s a pretty cool plane.

We’re thousand of metres into the air. The clouds are so close you could almost reach out and touch them. A light white haze covers the windows. Looking outside everything seems to mesh together. As the plane moves further away from the city and continues on its northerly course to the ‘Gold Coast’. We have this male flight attendant that is like fluent in Mandarin…I think that’s pretty cool, his name’s Kurt.

Okay so now we’re above the clouds. Really trips you out being above the clouds. They’re so thick it’s as if you could stand on them…The ground is no longer visible. I keep seeing parts of the ground through gaps in the clouds.

It’s all pretty exciting although the novelty of being on a plane has subsided. Being up here, It really puts things into perspective. How insignificant each individual is but put us all together we can do some pretty great things.

I’m kind of rambling now, and my laptop is almost out of power. So i think I’ll end this post here. When we land we’re suppose to get like a shuttle bus to our hotel and from there we’re going to go the ‘white water world’, I think?

You know what I might just write a letter to virgin blue saying how good it is…Reference this ‘Kurt’ guy he could get a promotion hahaha

Kinda wondering what I would be doing if I was still in Moruya. Probably at home being my usual anti-social facebooking, blogging self. Anyways this post is getting a bit lengthy.

So the captain just made an announcement, we’re 39 000ft in the air. And I also wanna say this before I forget…Fucking Chinese passengers wouldn’t shut up when the flight attendants we’re trying to do the little safety brief…Fucking annoys me that they can keep talking when there trying to help. Ridiculous!

Okay now I must wrap this up. I’ll probs do another journal entry/post tonight.

As we drift through the clouds, a low rumbling caused by the planes turbines, Outside the world seems so peaceful, So beautiful, Clouds splotched in random patterns along the canvas of the sky.