I'm off to follow the Socceroos: See my Asia Cup blog
Here's the little boy off to follow his football team! 44, dead excited. Big kid grow up!
On the other hand, this was me leaving Canberra Airport after six years of ill health, and retired from work (see earlier posts..from sicko to Asia Cup.)
See that smile, it goes right down to my little toe:) ...especially as my mates, Richard, Jason andArif won't be here. They are at work. Lads I had to.
Anyway here's the craic.
Get to Bangkok, you know long flight, tired, every one's tired and hot, and then the 50o people standing waiting in line to get through immigration.
Not me.
I'm last off the plane, the very last, then wheel chaired through the airport. It's a long airport.
"I can walk a bit," I said to the Qantas steward. Always trying to be helpful.
"Mate, this new airport is so big, we land in Vietnam and walk to Bangkok!" Love the Aussie humour.
So we wing past everyone in my wheelchair. It's not my wheelchair, I don't use one, but that's another story
Anyway straight through a side door at immigration, past 500 hundred very healthy people, grab my bag, into a taxi and I'm in bed before half the plane collected their bags.
Wow! Now that was amazing, and it felt good. Not to beat everyone, just to be pushed.
So that's that now it's football talk from here on in.
Got to get down town today to pick up my media accreditation and go and listen to Mohammed Bin Hamman head of the AFC do an official press conference.
Bit of a giggle to see if I get in and who is there.
Can't go yet, got in at 1am, it's now 5am and I slept for thirty minutes!
Told you I was a big kid:)
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