Trip To USA - Start        

These start out in Sydney date/time!  

       I departed home at some dreadful hour in the morning for Sydney Kingsford Smith Airport. The driver was a lunatic ..... driving up the backside of all traffic in front. I can tell you I was very tempted to ask him to let me out, only this trip was too bloody important to me!  

       I went to walk through the security screen and set it off! Damn! I removed my keys etc and it was still going off it's nut! Double damn! It turned out the foil for the Zantac (taken for hiatus hernia) was the culprit! Next, the bloke went crook about some tools I had in my bag! 3 screwdrivers and a pair of pliers. It seems they consider them dangerous weapons. I forget they were even in the bloody bag! I got to thinking... strueth! What if it was something really dangerous like a Colt .45 or a pack of playing cards!  

       Take off was bloody terrifying! Bloody thing bucked like a brumby!!! I was thinking to myself that I hoped he could fly better than he taxied! Next thing I noticed was all those damned Yankee accents on the plane! I ended up having to get the bloke next to me (A Canadian) to be my interpreter!  

       The flight was long but pretty bloody good! Service was excellent. From that point of view it was commendable and United gets a huge tick from me for that! Well done United Airlines! It was interesting to note that most of the stewardesses were older than me! I wonder why? Did they think I was trying for the mile high club????????  No danger of that! 

       The first meal on the page was something an Aussie would recognise! In fact, it was almost Aussie faire! The LAST meal was some incomprehensible stuff that tasted ....... different! It was "French Toast" and comprised of two bits of bread (fried????) together, with banana melded into it, in top of a bit of fried ham ....... cooked bacon style! There was some maple syrup to be poured over the lot, but I just couldn't come at that! Heh heh! These American's seem to have their taste buds in the arses!!! I have to say that it tasted like nothing I had ever encountered before in my life!  

       All I can say is thank God for the rock melon (cantilope). I tried a Budweiser (spelling??) beer. To me, it tasted like bloody dishwater. Weak dishwater at that! Sorry if that offends my American friends, but I have to say I didn't like it and it will be the first and last Bud I have out of a bottle! I just hope their  Bud on tap tastes better!  

       More adventures when I get time! I can assure you it gets better! I am loving the trip, but there are soooo many cultural differences! Perhaps they would be less obvious to more sophisticated Aussies, but I am just a poor, simple truckie!