Double Jinx

Can I just say that I am beginning to think I'm psychic.

Now...if you all have read the previous post you all would have read my sentence mentioning delayed planes and missing buses right? Well guess what happened on Friday morning? My plane was delayed by 45 minutes and seeing as the gap between my plane landing and my connecting bus leaving was 50 minutes, you can say that I was more than a little stressed when I finally landed at Brisbane airport.

I had to traverse the Domestic Terminal in 5 minutes or less and considering Virgin Blue is right at the backend of the damn place I pretty much started running as soon as I hit the tarmac.

I arrived outside at the bus stop at 1.23pm to find no bus there - and as it was scheduled to depart at 1.20pm I was more than a little panicky.
Thank goodness the bus was ALSO running late and it turned up 10 minutes later - so I didnt have to ring up Greyhound and have to pay for another fare.

In the last 4 days I have now spent a total of 6 hours on a plane, 6 hours on a bus, 6hours in an airport (Melbourne or Brisbane), 48 hours listening to irritating Husband talk, and quite a few happy hours cuddling the baby.

Once I can figure out how to put up photos, I'll be sure to stick one up of me holding Cooper.