going home again
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Sun Oct 14 01 / 7:35 AM

Sydney International Airport looks nothing like I'd remembered it from four months ago, but I am suddenly old hat at it all. I love an airport - one can't go to an airport without an exciting purpose.

The past week in Newcastle and Sydney is entirely a blur to this two hours in the airport. It is not really the prospect of "home" that is pushing the rest aside: it is the prospect, the fact, of everything I have done, of everything I will do, on this first odyssey of mine.

Take-off now ... I love it.

(But it's telling; there is almost no one on this flight.)



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Lisa Higgs
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