One of the happiest moments of my trip was when I got on the Qantas plane at LA, to be greeted by a casual 'G'day mate' by the steward. I didn't realise how much I'd missed our native informality, let alone the drawl, until I heard it. All of a sudden I felt that I was at home amongst my own - despite the hour wait on the tarmac and the 14 hours to Brisbane. At Brisbane, things were too chaotic to snap a pic, but I did get this one as my final flight leg came in over my native home of Adelaide. Brown and flat, I love it.
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