November 9th-10th: Adelaide & Melbourne
- Ben Grounds
With childlike excitement I boarded the aircraft of an
aptly named company. This was the first time I had ever
done this, and it both amazed me, and left me non-plussed.
The grandeur of air travel and the associated luxury my
imagination had developed quickly disintegrated as I became
uncomfortably placed between, at very close proximity, 2
men who were as desperate for elbow space as I was.
At odds with my immediate personal environment was the scene
outside - through and above the clouds - the clouds I stared
and dreamed at; the clouds I always thought were out of
reach; the clouds I'd only ever seen the bottom side of.
The evening flight gave the parting sun a chance to show
off one last time for the day, and the apparent disappearance
of the horizon left the sky like a strawberry marble cake.
As though watching the sand slowly going through its motions
under the water on a day where the water doesn't hinder
but makes more clear the proceedings under the sea.
In less time than it takes to drive I was in Adelaide and
prepared for a night at the Crown and Sceptre...
I woke in no hurry the next day and decided to mosey around
Adelaide. Which I remember I like more than most cities.
Mostly because it is not much of a big city. And it has
a good record store.
I haven't been to Adelaide without it raining and this time
is no exception.
So we fly to Melbourne and out-altitude the rain (rain clouds
look much better from above than they do from below) for
an hour, and on re-entry to the real world discover that
it's colder and wetter than Adelaide. And we load into the
pub with no lights.
Despite a relatively non-rowdy night we get to our hotel
just in time to have nowhere near enough sleep before we
awake to catch the plane again. It feels otherworldly to
be able to transcend the weather, and then outrun it to
Sydney by about ten hours. I'm mesmerized by the lack of
boundaries above the clouds - no horizons, no obstacles,
just one big soft fluffy base to this world. Then when we've
left the clouds behind I can see so much of the country
in one glance I'm overwhelmed - I can almost see my entire
history from a plane on a Sunday morning in one instant.
And all of a sudden I've done 3 cities in 3 days in a very
rock fashion. And it was nice to see our welcoming committee
when we get home, Ben in particular gave the fans what they
wanted, all waves and smiles.