HOTDOGS AND YARDIES

With only two hours’ sleep I was up on a Saturday morning at 4am, packing bags and showered by 5am and at the local train station by 5.15. Luggage and camera gear in hand, the station lift was out of order. Not ideal, but not to worry. First World problems and all.

Schlepped it up the stairs not only to discover the lift going down was also stuffed, but that none of the train destos had info on them. That and the big yellow signs pointing to replacement buses down on the street were the giveaway it was train-replacement time. Dang! I must have missed the memo.

Not to worry, plenty of time to catch my 8.40am flight to Adelaide from Sydney for the 2019 Bus SA Conference. Too easy.