by The Editor
Darwin – 0045 Friday
Much like the rest of Darwin, the airport’s Qantas Club seems to live by its own set of rules. Take for example the opening hours – It seems there is no continuous three-hour period the facility is open, rather doing obscure sessions in the morning, during the afternoon and very late at night. Due to poor scheduling in my diary, I had no choice but to fly back east on the horrendous 0145 flight via Sydney, a time and route that in every way prevents a traveller from any meaningful sleep.
It’s the middle of the dry season, so the airport is heaving, despite being almost one in the morning. Stumbling through the perennially inefficient security process, I make my way up the escalator, past the hordes slumped on the blue vinyl benches and make a beeline for the Club, hidden in the corner almost so as not to attract any more attention than is necessary. Good thing, too. As soon as I make my way past reception I quickly realise, similar to the main lounge, this place is filled to the gills. Read the rest of this entry »