“You don’t need to take your facial exfoliate”
“Yes I do”
“There are 7 different types of band aids in your bag. Surely you can get away with 2, maybe 3 types at the most?”
“No. I can’t”.
“No. I can’t”.
“Why are you taking a tinted moisturizer AND a normal moisturizer?”
“Because I need them”
“You don’t need them both. Take one. Will it kill you if you don’t take both?”
“You don’t need them both. Take one. Will it kill you if you don’t take both?”
“Yes”.
I was once asked if I knew what to pack when backpacking. My response was knick knacks. “I will fill my entire pack with knick knacks”. And I did. And it weighs like I filled my entire pack with knick knacks. Which is a lot.
However, I have arrived in Abu Dhabi (not Dubai) feeling refreshed, clean and cloud like (you may think the cloud like feeling is due to the several vals I popped throughout the 16 hour flight of death, but I’m attributing it entirely to my strategic carry on knick knack packing).
The flight was average at best. The scariest part wasn’t actually the flight itself, it was leaving customs in Australia. I handed my passport over to Customs Official “Keith” who starred at my photo and asked “Amber Setchell? Are you a member of Young Labor?”
The flight was average at best. The scariest part wasn’t actually the flight itself, it was leaving customs in Australia. I handed my passport over to Customs Official “Keith” who starred at my photo and asked “Amber Setchell? Are you a member of Young Labor?”
I laughed.
Keith didn't.
So I said yes I was and asked Keith how he knew this.
His response: “You were in a newspaper article in my local paper, the Southern Courier.”
I laughed.
Keith didn't.
Indeed I had once been in a newspaper article in the Southern Courier about my involvement in Young Labor, however that article was written almost 3 years ago in 2009. Lucky for me, Keith still remembered.
Traumatized by my experience in customs I decided I needed to do some serious duty free shopping and pretty much re bought every knick knack I already had, except in different brands and travel sizes. I was pleased.
The actual flight didn’t crash or burn. This also made me pleased. Jess had a pretty good time too, particularly when 90% of our flight entire conversation consisted of me saying “here Jess, have a val”.
Her response was always no and she usually opted for a g&t instead. Shame.
From my hotel room Abu Dhabi looks AMAZING, but right now I’m off to explore the sights of the Sheraton Abu Dhabi swim up bar.
Keith had been waiting for this day for three years.
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