unscheduled stop

Seems as good a time as any to jump back in...

Took a nap this morning and dreamt that I was asleep on an airplane, but vaguely aware that the woman sitting next to me was freaking out that we were landing something like 8 hours early. I woke up when the plane stopped moving, it turned out that we had to land because someone had died on the plane and they didn't want the body on the next 8 hours of the flight. When I looked out the window, I realized that the plane had landed next to the Sydney Opera House and I HAD TO get off the plane. I did manage to do that, and had something like an hour and half in the city before we left again. I was running around taking pictures of everything, and ended up on a road on a cliff looking down into the city when I ran into a roadside Danielle Steel book swap, which consisted of two dudes and a box of books. Weird. I bought some Tim Tams and got back on the plane, flash forward and I'm explaining my strange trip to Ward. The best reason I could come up with that I was allowed to get off the plane at all was because I had an old visa in my passport, and I was wish Ashley, who's a dual citizen (surprise! apparently Ashley was with me the whole time).