tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8774807226689612975.post5389185648054534738..comments2023-10-08T22:15:45.041+11:00Comments on Life & Other Crises: Stupid, stupid nightKerri Sackvillehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08404421856986720832noreply@blogger.comBlogger16125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8774807226689612975.post-8682766123988899362015-02-18T15:26:31.843+11:002015-02-18T15:26:31.843+11:00'Real life' is beautiful. It might be a li...'Real life' is beautiful. It might be a little challenging at times, but you're ALIVE. I take a different tack and bask in whatever life may give me :)Carly-Jay Metcalfehttp://carlyjaymetcalfe.com/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8774807226689612975.post-40175748067538482492015-02-02T09:27:03.340+11:002015-02-02T09:27:03.340+11:00UghUghKerri Sackvillehttp://www.lifeandothercrises.blogspot.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8774807226689612975.post-45344594929629763262015-02-02T08:57:01.315+11:002015-02-02T08:57:01.315+11:00That sounds REVOLTING. xxxThat sounds REVOLTING. xxxKerri Sackvillehttp://www.lifeandothercrises.blogspot.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8774807226689612975.post-22741566311109200942015-02-01T10:12:56.758+11:002015-02-01T10:12:56.758+11:00Ugh!! Sounds like the last few days of our recent ...Ugh!! Sounds like the last few days of our recent trip (except we didn't have any kidlets with us!) 14 hour bus trip from Siem Reap to Ho Chi Minh on the Thursday, at the airport 11am Friday, plane got delayed so didn't leave until 3.30pm, finally got to Melbourne at 6.30am (after an hour and a half stop over in Brunei - the worlds most boring airport), caught the shuttle to Southern Cross train station, hour train ride to Geelong, 45 min local bus ride to our home town and then a 1.5km walk (with 15kg rucksacks) home!! And to make it all REALLY pleasant, I had a really severe ear infection kick in on the overnight flight, so the second half of that whole thing I spent feeling like someone was poking a red hot metal skewer into my ear drum......!!Lisa Jensennoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8774807226689612975.post-89354333419138116402015-01-30T14:04:19.680+11:002015-01-30T14:04:19.680+11:00The midnight xpt from Wauchope to Sydney anyone?? ...The midnight xpt from Wauchope to Sydney anyone?? Night......mare. No sleep. The seats are hard. Every stop smokers walking passed you to jump off the train for a quick drag. Midnight d&m's from the people behind you. Book readers (overhead lights). Chip munchers. BRIGHT lights on at 5.30am, the buffet closes in an hour. Mad dash by half the train. 7am and you're at Central, the day's just beginning but all you want to do is curl up on the nearest park bench and sleep for eternity. The only positive was this was the beginning of our holiday. We had the day train to look forward to on the way home!Jacquinoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8774807226689612975.post-49483711831841037722015-01-24T07:54:53.368+11:002015-01-24T07:54:53.368+11:00I'm still amazed I didn't get searched by ...I'm still amazed I didn't get searched by customs... I looked suspiciously stupid. I laugh now, at the time foam stuck to my tears loloxygen4thejourneyhttp://www.oxygen4thejourney.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8774807226689612975.post-64593827455324882782015-01-20T20:00:32.624+11:002015-01-20T20:00:32.624+11:00Oh my god you are a saint xOh my god you are a saint xKerri Sackvillehttp://www.lifeandothercrises.blogspot.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8774807226689612975.post-1536684014936061332015-01-20T20:00:15.464+11:002015-01-20T20:00:15.464+11:00NOOOO! That's too horrible. Don't do it!NOOOO! That's too horrible. Don't do it!Kerri Sackvillehttp://www.lifeandothercrises.blogspot.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8774807226689612975.post-64559986812722020622015-01-20T20:00:04.065+11:002015-01-20T20:00:04.065+11:00LOL. I always forget you were a hostie xLOL. I always forget you were a hostie xKerri Sackvillehttp://www.lifeandothercrises.blogspot.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8774807226689612975.post-23668697910136774042015-01-20T15:04:59.117+11:002015-01-20T15:04:59.117+11:00Overseas flights ? No thanks. Been there, done tha...Overseas flights ? No thanks. Been there, done that. If I never get on an aircraft again, it'll be too soon. If I do, it'll be a domestic flight, which apart from Perth and Broome which take months to get to, are generally not even long enough to take a pee. That's my kind of holiday.fender4evanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8774807226689612975.post-29210694920645457802015-01-20T10:59:22.639+11:002015-01-20T10:59:22.639+11:00I would sometimes take the red-eye flights from Pe...I would sometimes take the red-eye flights from Perth to Sydney, but I refuse to now. REFUSE! I can't sleep on planes, and I just feel anxious, tired, grumpy and want to sleep all the next day! Feeling your pain, hon. Feeling your pain... (Glad you're back safely.) xoxJodie Anstednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8774807226689612975.post-64835335780604963152015-01-20T10:52:39.777+11:002015-01-20T10:52:39.777+11:00Ah, love a good plane flight. I can only say 15.5 ...Ah, love a good plane flight. I can only say 15.5 hours Vancouver Sydney. Packed Plane. Almost 2 year old, 8 year old (I do have hubby with me). Plane due to leave 11.45pm Vancouver time. Screaming child on plane. Plane sits on tarmac, needs to be de-iced (because of snow). Plane leaves 1.20am Vancouver time. Plane arrives safely in Sydney but I can't remember the time, or the day because we've lost one crossing the date-line. Drag an entire year's worth of luggage (I don't know how to describe this other than ultimate excess baggage that they fortunately took pity on us and let us get away with) from customs in Sydney to Qantas domestic check-in (it's just around the corner dear,yeah right). Shuttle to domestic terminal. Flight to Brisbane. Don't even know what time it lands. Luckily parents pick us up with two cars in Brisbane for drive to Gold Coast. And then there's China x 2 adoptions with new babies....Kathy www.yinyangmother.comhttp://www.yinyangmother.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8774807226689612975.post-51657994254709845442015-01-20T10:05:53.453+11:002015-01-20T10:05:53.453+11:00Thanks Beth! xThanks Beth! xKerri Sackvillehttp://www.lifeandothercrises.blogspot.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8774807226689612975.post-69652639604233076602015-01-20T10:05:43.352+11:002015-01-20T10:05:43.352+11:00Oh god, I'm sorry to laugh at your pain but th...Oh god, I'm sorry to laugh at your pain but that is the funniest image ever. FOAM BALLS!!!!! Bwahahahaha!!! xKerri Sackvillehttp://www.lifeandothercrises.blogspot.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8774807226689612975.post-7118809819269035672015-01-19T22:48:06.863+11:002015-01-19T22:48:06.863+11:00I recently had a 15 hour flight with my precious f...I recently had a 15 hour flight with my precious five year old son... he kept waking me up each time i managed to fall asleep. Finally I drifted off into some sort of sleep and woke up with millions of tiny foams balls statically stuck to me and him... His neck pillow exploded because he thought it was a great idea to make a hole. I entered the US looking like I brang the snow with me. Flights + kids = NIGHTMARE!oxygen4thejourneyhttp://www.oxygen4thejourney.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8774807226689612975.post-15024747109675870142015-01-19T21:59:37.406+11:002015-01-19T21:59:37.406+11:00Is there anything better after the night flight fr...Is there anything better after the night flight from Bali, than staggering through your house at dawn, dropping your bags at the front door( ours usually stay there for days) and melting into your very own bed? It's perfect, until you wake up and you're hungry and you remember that you have to like... cook your own meals and stuff. Happy New Year. Welcome back - the real world is always a little bit funnier when you are around!!Beth Cregannoreply@blogger.com