6 March 2012
Sydney airport and lounge etc.
The flight to Sydney (which I take each week) was actually entertaining. It was dusk and the pilot advised us that an air ambulance had requested a priority landing.
So we circled around at low altitude skimming in and out of glowing red clouds above Sydney.
Unfortunately there was no line to speak of at customs, so my snob priority pass was useless, I didnt get to wave it at any poor people at all.
The international terminal is very quiet at night, with only one Qantas flight departing (mine) and 3 other flights to Hong Kong, Dubai and Beijing. I find this slightly odd, I always thought a lot of flights left at this time.
The first class lounge was also quite empty, a lot of single men travelling for work looking miserable, drinking as much expensive booze as they can without getting too drunk to be denied boarding. My dinner was great but I will let the photos describe it.
Coming up next, the 10 hour flight to Tokyo, followed by a 2 hour bus or train ride (I have not decided which yet), followed by many hours before I can check in to my hotel. A test of endurance and excess food consumption.
Rather than a full meal, I elected for the pulled brisket and fresh coleslaw toasted sandwhich, this was excellent.
Dessert was toffee pudding with butterscotch sauce, also excellent.
I presume this is my plane, painted in the Melbourne grand prix livery. Despite being a huge fan of F1, I think every year I am overseas when the Australian grand prix is on. Fail.