This fifteen hours flight is brutal. I can't contact Liv, she's been very quiet. I know she's toying with me.
Little vixen.
I try to get some work done, but the kid next to me is stuffy and so done with all this sitting. The poor mother tries her best, but the kid had it.
I know, buddy, I know.
Art tried to persuade me to stay, for Bindi's sake. I had to draw the line somewhere.
She is safe, she is getting help. She just has to do her part and she'll be OK. I can only do so much.
Great! They just announced! Thirty minutes.
I'm tired and I'm sticky but I'm so relieved. I'm going to see my Sweet, my Sunshine.
My Sweet.
My heart wants to burst with excitement.
I'm impatient and antsy. Don't these people know how to use their feet.
Worse of all is my bags took bloody forever, prob
