Did I mention that I went to Australia? That was quite an experience. Flew to Sydney then west to Perth then up to the middle of nowhere to a mine site to do some testing for some customers. Saw lots of Australians, but no kangaroos.
The flight from Dallas to Sydney was 16 hours on board the world's largest airplane, the Airbus A380. This is one BIG plane.
The pictures out the window on the way into Western Australia pretty much sum up the terrain of the whole area. Red dirt, scrub brush and eucalyptus trees, a few dry creek beds, and an occasional dusty track that serves as a road to who-knows-where crisscrossing the bush. There's a reason most of Australia's major cities are along the coastlines.
The plane to Newman was almost entirely filled with miners wearing their high visibility, or high viz, orange and yellow shirts and pants. The little airport pretty much exists to serve the mines in the area. The miners fly in and stay for a week or so in the camps that have been set up to feed and house them, then head home for a break before coming back to do it all over again.
I had my own high viz. The end of a 14 hour day makes me a tired boy.
I had one evening in Sydney on my way home, so I took the train downtown to try to see a few of the sights. It was dark and rainy, but I wanted to at least see the Opera House and the Sydney Harbor Bridge. The Opera house was pretty cool, even in the rain. The bridge was neat too, but somehow smaller than I'd imagined. I didn't get a chance to climb to the top - maybe next time.
Heading home. Only 8,500 miles to go!
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