Its been a busy couple of weeks in my ‘day job’ so I haven’t had a chance to take any pics or write about my trip to Melbourne.
I do however know that I don’t like travelling on my own because it’s boring. Yes perhaps “me time” can be overrated. Well maybe not overrated as such, but I think it’s great in small doses rather than, let’s say over a complete weekend or longer. But hey this is just my opinion. When you’re on your own you have to figure out how you’re going to take photos of yourself whilst being a tourist. I’m not really a fan of handing over my phone to a stranger for a snap. Also no way am I taking a selfie stick with me!
I considered bringing my tripod but it wouldn’t fit into my handbag. I had a hard enough time trying to get through security with my hairspray can that I didn’t need any further questions from them. What’s the deal with those security guys anyway? Why do they feel the need to open your bag and re-arrange the things that you managed to squeeze in there and then just throw it back at you and say ‘Good luck getting that back in there again?’ and yes, you just never can repack it the same way it originally was especially whilst clutching your boots, your laptop and handbag.
Anyways I do love flying but I hate aeroplane seats. They’re just never big enough or comfortable enough and people seem to ignore simple aeroplane etiquette. Now yes, I’m not a small person and I’m sure the lucky person who gets to sit next to me is just jumping with joy at the fact that we’ll be rubbing shoulders. But really, it’s not necessary to keep crunching that hand rest down to ensure that our space is divided. It’s not going all the way down my friend because yes that’s my ass that’s in the way.