#BrisVegas, #NQLoveCrisis
I left Nikolai in charge of my apartment and caught a taxi to the domestic terminal. The Brisbane flight was just over an hour and I had given myself a further hour to get to the airport and check in. Big mistake. The terminal was clogged with families on their way to beach holidays. Parents with strollers, Christmas toys, luggage, and even flotation devices were crammed into ramshackle queues jockeying for the desk. I was alone in a sea of chaos and unsure how to navigate the terrain. Due to my frequent flyer status, I had access to the business-class lines, but these had been given over to the airport invaders. I considered fainting, but thought the strollers might just run over me.
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