after a six+ hour flight punctuated by only three bouts of minor turbulence, i touched down in sydney at 5.45am and nearly ripped out half a fingernail trying to drag a very large backpack off the carousel.
the sun started to rise as i whizzed homeward in a taxi. the city skyline was sillhouetted against a golden sky and dramatic swooping purple cloud backdrop. it was a crisp 8 degrees. refresca!
everything seems okay.