28 hours worth of it, altogether, and not broken up into bite-size chunks, either. Between Heathrow and Sydney we only get a measly 1 hour stop in Singapore.

I'm not very keen on flying at the best of times ... I don't get travel-sick, but my mind does tend to linger over the height business, rather. So, I'm open to suggestions as to how to stave off boredom, cabin fever, panic, deep vein thrombosis and any of the other myriad assaults upon the sanity and health of the long-distance traveller.

Oh, yes, and then a fortnight later we have to come back, and I'm told that's worse, because there's no excitement adrenalin to see you through. How come there's never a Gravitube around when you need one?



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I am very interested in the Universe. I am specialising in the Universe and everything surrounding it. - E. L. Wisty

Try to avoid sitting anywhere near the singing nun or the sick child. Or any children, come to that.

Take a pack of cards and one of those inflatable neck-collar cushions. Don't drink alcohol - it seems like a good idea in theory, but tends to cause dehydration.

Get on with writing the script for the pantomine.

Wait till the lights go out, snuggle up under a blanket and join the mile-high club.

take turns putting your feet up on each other so you can stretch out so the DVT doesn't kick in. Walk whenever you can and drink lots of water...then you HAVE to take the walk to the loo, so that sorta kills 2 birds with one stone! Buy a gameboy, a travel Scrabble game, take a good book or 3 (in paperback of course!), WRITE your great American (scratch that, ENGLISH) Novel, and if all else fails, start making up song parodies and poems for WN since hardly anyone else seems to want to help out!

Ode to the Gravitube would probably be good!

All joking aside, I really hope you have a fantabulous, quasi-relaxing, and super fun trip. Even if you have to work for some of it. Hey, send me a didgeriedoo (or however you spell that!) ;-)

Read 'The Nextarillion' ???

Write us some fanfic?

How about taking a decent sized radio script with you?

Or a game of travel Scrabble - the ensuing arguments will keep you occupied around the globe...



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This is the work of an Italian narco-anarchic collective. Don't bother insulting them, they can't read English anyway.

AAC - he's going to New Zealand, not Aus. They generally don't sell didgeridoos in Sydney. Unless one of the airport souveneer shops have got into it.

I think that pantomime script is a good idea, Jon. Come on. Get on with it!

What's a didgeridoo?

> What's a didgeridoo?

One of these.

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But he is going to Australia for a couple of days Kaz...check the itinerary :)

And I'm well aware they aren't sold in NZ...but I already have stuff from NZ...mostly wool related (duh!) cuz I used to date a guy from there. But I don't have anything from Australia!

Ooh, can I have one of those? And I'm not talking about the long pipey things, either. :)

Just FYI. The didgeridoo must only be touched by a male, because in Aboriginal society it is considered an extension of the owners penis. (Any comments about 'blowing one's own trumpet' can be kept to yourselves!)

Anyone still want one?

You can use a vacuum cleaner pipe.

I'm sure I've seen girls playing the digeridoo...



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Girls may have played it, but they wouldn't have been tribal aboriginals. Remeber when Madonna toured Aus and carried one from her plane. A bunch of Aboriginal elders kicked upa fuss about it and said she should never have touched it. Rant, rant, rave, rave.