Melbourne from a 747

We celebrated Isaac’s fifth birthday with chocolate cake, presents and lots of running around in the park. Then we somehow managed to pack up all our gear back into the backpack and headed (over the bridge once again, naturally) to the airport.

There was no queue at all for check-in, and we had to double-check the signs to make sure we hadn’t inadvertently stumbled upon the queue for "Frequent Business Flyer Lick-Your-Boots Executive Class", instead of the "Scum Class" that we were flying. But we were apparently in the right queue, so we got our stuff checked-in, had some lunch, then said our goodbyes to my sister and boarded the plane.

There were plenty of spare seats, and the flight staff told me so many times that we could spread out that I’d have felt guilty if we hadn’t, so we did. They cheerfully handed over extra snacks for the kids (mmmmmmm…. Tim Tam….)

We flew back into Melbourne, collected the car, which set me back $53 for parking, but that’s the convenience of the Short Term carpark, and avoiding having to use the Shuttle Bus.