Saturday, February 27, 2016
Today I flew from Sydney to Launceston. The security employees were suspicious of my water filter and Steripen and rummaged through everything in my carry-on, which was a plastic bag filled with random items. A man also swabbed my boots and pockets and asked ‘are you under or over 16?’
Maybe he was thinking that I look older but no one would wear such a dorky hat unless being forced to by their parents. I was flying with Virgin Australia, which allows you to select titles like ‘Doctor’ and ‘Master’ for your ticket. I chose ‘Lady’ for fun but then felt embarrassed in the airport. The employees were probably thinking ‘oh, another one of THOSE people’. Prove I’m not a Lady, though. PROVE IT.
Traditionally I’ve used plastic motel cups for scooping water for filtering. They work great and weigh almost nothing, but since I’ve been staying in hostels in Australia, I haven’t had the opportunity to get any, and the Air Canada cups I saved on my CAN-AUS flight are too brittle. The Virgin Australia one looked more durable, so I saved it. The snack served was probably the least appealing-looking snack to ever exist in this world. It tasted just like the turkey sandwich I was once served on a different plane, but the filling was egg. Mmm, the flavour of preservatives and spongey white bread.
My hostel roommate is leaving tomorrow for a guided Overland Track tour, which cost ~2000 AUD. The guides do the cooking, but she has to carry the supplied equipment, and her pack weighs 17 kg (37 pounds) with her own clothing, no water, some snacks for food, and only part of a tent. What the hell???? My roommate in Batemans Bay was also doing the OT with a tour and they were carrying most of her gear for her; I shudder to think of how much that must have cost.