When you enter the world of the airport its like being caught in a giant washing machine...you get agitated for a long time and then at the end you're rung out and dumped unceremoniously in a heap at the other end.
Things could have gone terribly wrong when David gave his travel documents to the Australian Federal Customs agent at Sydney Airport, along with a misplaced comb...and the guy was bald! Kevin it seems is a bloke with a good sense of humour and we all had a bit of chuckle before he stamped our passports and we moved through.
Our first leg was on the Airbus A330 - the pride of the Singapore Airlines fleet and a great experience. Lots of legroom, service was great, a huge choice of entertainment options - I even started to learn basic Italian!
Singapore was a blur...we had half an hour to get from one Terminal via monorail to another and get onto the next plane...barely time to find the amenities. But who likes waiting in airports anyway?
A short hop across and we arrived in Sri Lanka...middle of the night - hot, wet and surprisingly quiet. Rendevouzed with Asela and our beautiful blue bus and spent what seemed like an eternity bouncing around trying to find our hotel...there are still road closures here due to the military checkpoints.
Finally touchdown and and quick shower before collapsing into bed at 3am ready for our first day ....late breaky, meeting the team here and a spot of shopping.
All are well...relieved to be here...trying to cope with the heat and just general strangeness of a foreign country but excited to be here and keen to get going with it all.
So for now Ayubowan!
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