Jet lag...the reason I've been up for over 3 hours already and it's not even 5:30am!! Home. Such a crazy little word. I spent my last night in Australia with my friend Hossein, the Iranian fellow I met in Adelaide when I first moved Down Under. It seemed rather fitting that one of my first friends in the country was also the last friend I saw before leaving. He'd moved to Sydney a few months ago (his cousin had moved to Sydney to study) and we decided we'd try to meet up while I was back in town waiting for my flight home. Since I was there during the week and he had to work we couldn't meet for coffee, so he and his roommates decided to host a Persian BBQ dinner for me.
For my flight home, one of the longest flights in the world, I was blessed to find out that the plane wasn't full, it was in fact quite empty! I had 2 empty seats beside me and was able to spread out and actually sleep in a horizontal position.