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"I'm sorry, but you need a credit card." It's like everyone in Melbourne goes out of their way to make life just that little bit harder for you.

Firebird and I walked around town to almost every travel agent, seeking one with whom I could book a return flight to Hamilton Island. In Queensland every time I've bought a ticket all I do is turn up to a travel agent, book a flight with their credit card, and then hand over the cash. Not so down here -- maybe it's another sign that Victorians are so very prone to the illegal.

I'd two decisions when I woke yesterday morning: stay and work and earn some money in a place where you are either freezing to death or burning up depending upon whether you are out- or inside, or go home to my poor abandoned kittycat and to more reasonable temperatures. This heating thing is being taken to a far too extreme level down here. The latter won out, and so the hunt was on for a travel agent.

( but I get to see movies! )