Day 7: Ro

We ended up all waking up at about 2:45am which was good because neither of the alarms we set went off. After packing we left the casino which was as full at 4am as it had been at 5pm the previous day. Ridiculous. Some old scary dude at the casino cracked onto Lyndal by saying she “made a hiker sweat”, and I am pretty sure she loved that.

While we were on the shuttle to the airport one of the other drivers rang through on the radio and reported that “some dirty hooker stole my pizza! We are living in desperate times… what is the world coming to”. So that was pretty great. We had to wait around the airport for like two hours because the shuttle company is so ridiculous but the airport had free wifi so that was somewhat okay. I almost got some Cinnabon to try but the line was too huge. One of these days Cinnabon!!!! Lyndal complained that even thinking about food was making her feel sick, and then immediately said “I’m going to see what Sausage Kingdom have to eat”. She is real weird. Also I am amused that there exists a place called Sausage Kingdom. I played a Star Wars slot machine at the airport but won nothing. Curse you Chewie!

Our flight to New York took fuckin ages to board because people are dumb and like to stand around in the aisles picking their noses. Also there were heaps of frat boys sitting around us who kept farting and telling each other about the time they totally pissed their pants on a plane bro and playing Nickelback or some other shit really loud through their headphones. There were also some Australian bogans who complained loudly and repeatedly because they were forced to check in their massive bags instead of carry them on the plane. So that was nice. We got into New York about half an hour ahead of schedule but it took a million hours to deplane (their terminology) and get our bags so it kind of put us behind again.

When we got to New York we found that one of the trains we were meant to be taking to the hotel just wasn’t running at all and a bus had replaced it. So we got on a mega crowded bus with massive packs as well as hand luggage and had the worst bus trip ever. The driver was awful and stopped suddenly a whole bunch of times, and forced other cars to reverse in order to avoid being hit by him. In the end to get from the airport (in Queens) to our hotel (also in Queens) we had to take three trains and a bus. It took three hours. Public transport in New York is the worst. After we managed to check in (which was reasonably difficult as no one in America seems to understand what my name is; I have to spell it) Shara and Lyndal fell asleep and have not woken up since. We were meant to be going to ASSSCAT tonight but I think it’s probably in our strategic interests to be megaboring tonight in order to not die of tiredness tomorrow. We get to see Ro soon though, I am excited!!!