He Runs, I Cook

I’ll spare you all of the details from the memorial service but it was fun, touching, funny, heart wrenching and basically everything a funeral should be.

I’m now on my way back to Sydney, but trust me kids, I’m taking the scenic route. Tampa to Washington to Boston to Dublin to Abu Dhabi to Sydney. All in one trip. I’m a good traveller but this could even test my limits!

So far, I’ve made it to Dublin, about 1/3 of the way, and I’ve been travelling for 17 hours, if not more already. I left Tampa on an 8:30am flight and it’s now 6:30am in Dublin the next day. (1:30am in the US). Yikes.

And the worst part is the waiting, I have another two hours to kill in Dublin airport so I’m enjoying a Baileys chocolate mocha at the chocolate lounge. It’s 5 o’clock somewhere right? And I figured if I’m going to drink on my own at 6:30am in an airport disguising it in a coffee was a good move.

Oh well… See you in Sydney…. Eventually. I hope.