Seven’s bargain and SMI: Getting by
Welcome to Unmade – kicked off on Tuesday morning in a coffee shop in Sydney’s Surry Hills, as I adjusted to working on a laptop screen after the luxury of double desk monitors; and completed on a train towards the Central Coast, on an iPad. Yikes. Combine that with having left my reading glasses in the hotel, and there being no one available for proofreading this morning, and I apologise for the crimes against literacy that follow.
Yesterday I maintained my perfect 18 month streak of Jetstar cancellations, arriving at Launceston Airport to discover that my flight to Sydney had been axed. Luckily I was able to scramble onto the last Qantas flight out. So I had one more trip via a deserted Melbourne Airport. When I arrived, the board was showing just two departures and two arrivals.
It was a packed A330 flight out of Melbourne though, with that most unfamiliar of things – international transit announcements for the passengers flying on to LA. I’ve flown a lot during the pandemic, but this was the first one that mostly felt like the way it used to.
Meanwhile, late night luggage claim at Sydney had some Love Actually scenes playing out as Melburnians arrived to be reunited with close ones. It was rather a nice way to end a gruelling day.
