For a while, I had taken a dislike to flying. That objection ceased after enjoying, unexpectedly, a “necessary” flight in the harsh winter of 2014 to New York to pick up a detailed model of Queen Mary 2 from a friend who had no further use for it. Since then, I have enjoyed the rare views one can experience at such an unnatural height. Today’s brief flight from Cairns to Darwin was no exception. Two and a half hours of either seeing the ground so far below, or mountains of white cloud, or, bit of each. My confidence in this miracle of airborne travel is restored! I was told that it takes three to four days to make this journey by coach. The plane took two and a half hours!
My nice new suitcase is a vast improvement on that cumbersome one whose handle broke. I no longer have to request assistance at hotels, or seek luggage trolleys at airports. If there are future trips like this, where I move from hotel to hotel, I will need to be far more economic on how much I take. I still have masses of unworn clothes, although it has been necessary to use laundry facilities as the opportunity arises.
The hotel at Darwin, Mantra by the Esplanade is another “stunner” at which I have been upgraded to a suite almost the size of my house. Australia does luxury very well indeed.
Before it gets dark, I am going for a wander. The palm tree lined beach is opposite.
The Dream Lives On
David.
David's Cruise 