OK... Here's another trip. Please allow me to set the scene for you as things have already become complicated. Long, Long ago, probably late yesterday I began packing. Upon starting, I also realized that I failed to do laundry recently and had no underwear. I'm pretty sure Australia is nude friendly, but I feel like the flight over would get weird. So I did a few loads of laundry, but got distracted by the Yacht Club and drank a bunch of pumpkin cider instead. It's seriously like straight out of Harry Potter good. It makes you feel warm with good feelings and tastes like pumpkin pie and happiness, and without all that dark wizardry and patronuses (patroni?).  I returned home re-invigorated by the Autumn flavors. Now, I can pack. 

So then I ordered Chinese food and after filling my belly promptly fell asleep in the couch with Siggi, who had been drooling on my empty backpack all night. 

I woke up at 7AM with a headache, I have no idea why. But I actually finished laundry. Packed my bags, Ran the errands. Cleaned the house, Gulped down some coffee and got a ride to the airport. Success!!! 

Except for the fact that nowhere on my ticket or receipts did it notify me that Australia requires a travel visa to be purchased prior to entering the country. It's at this point that I realized that my lack of planning has created some problems. I also realized that I'm never drinking pumpkin cider again, now I can only remember it tasting like pain and lies. So I expedited a visa online, paying a hefty fee over the normal price and I have not received my visa electronically. I also bought a liter of water which is apparently the magical antidote to evil pumpkin cider curses.  

Gotta check in! I hope I get to wear the sorting hat to get a seat. I'm definitely first class material.