Took the bus to the Hobart Airport waiting to go to Sydney. Had a panic when saw a flight time to Sydney at the gate and thought I missed my flight. Checked boarding pass and flight will board in half hour. Relief.
My goodness. Navigating the Sydney Airport is a job in itself. I'm exhausted, hot, and sweaty. Got off plane from Hobart. Walk downstairs then walk upstairs. Walk across terminal to get my bag. Then walk more to find ticket counter to be told this a domestic terminal and I need to go across the street to international terminal. Cross the street in 100 degree heat and I am wearing a sweatshirt. Make it to ticket counter. Again, this is a domestic terminal. I need to go downstairs, pay to take a train to the international terminal. Do that and find the ticket counter to check in my bag. One less heavy object to carry. Find departures area and go through security and they don't like my boots so have to take them off. Then walk through a mall of stores to find the gate I need. Now I can rest before 14 hour flight to Dallas, Texas. At least I lose a day crossing the International Dateline the other direction.
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