Vodkan I say?

Robbie

Sipping blended scotch and soda while Marek drinks a dirty vodka orange on our replacement flight was rather enjoyable. Due to flight delays we missed our connection to Paris, however the Thai hosts were very accommodating and placed us on an immediate flight to Zurich.
Hopefully leaving us zuricher of character than poorer (or so we hope).

Flight to Bangkok was long; I managed to watch 3 movies in total. Underworld awakening proved to be the Hollywood we were expecting with painful plot twists. Action scenes were decent of course. Following that, Moonstruck was a surprisingly enjoyable 80s romance with Cher and Nicolas Cage. Sassy Italian American humour with a firm emphasis on accepting true love and Cherishing family values made every scene engaging. A definite must see. Feeling a little musically deprived, I stepped into the western blues and rock n roll world of Johnny Cash in Walk The Line. This was an intense watch but not painful and very well crafted. New inspiration found in blues and singer/guitar combo found in John. Realising that we had over an hour left, I went to the audio.section and checked out The Travelling Wilburys, Boston, The Animals, Jeff Beck's rock n roll party, Paul McCartney & the Wings and Buddy Holly. A solid mix out of quite a few artists.

Brucie

Round number three of that storm that was forecast to hit Perth? Yeah, we escaped that. The delay caused us to miss our Parisian flight, so we were literally sprinted through security (I was pinged for a water bottle of course) and onto the next flight to Zurich in less than 7 minutes in Bangkok airport. 7 minutes was all we needed to see the bogan variety that makes its pilgrimage to Bangkok. Irritable red faced middle aged women with peroxide hair swearing at all the attendants because they didn’t pay attention to their boarding pass. Clearly not going with the flow like we were, and in their words, they were going through a “fucking nightmare”. Babe, grow a pair.

But I guess that smoothly brings me to my point on the Australian sugar industry. If you have shares in there, I’d suggest reinvesting in Thai sugar shares, because business is booming. So much so that the size of their sugar sachets on board is the equivalent of about 4 teaspoons of sugar. (I learnt that the hard way with my coffee). 

Our humble abode consisted of two seats, where we quickly learnt how to perform the most intricate forms of yoga simply to lie down from exhaustion. Oh, and Sven and I had curry twice in a row. Go figure what’s happening right now with my other half while I was typing this paragraph, haha.

So we’re in Zurich. Not quite so sure how that happened. We’ve cleared customs, no idea where our bags are, but quite confident we’ll end up somewhere because everyone here is so damn jolly and friendly! (Maybe I’ve become too accustomed to Perth). We sat in some fast food place, that prides itself on being fresh and organic (and expensive). 

More to come later!