Oz at last!
Posted by Vicki Scholtz | 26 Jun, 2007The Cow was beside herself with joy. Her visa had finally been issued! Gramsci was deafened by her shrieks of delight as she passed on the news. In an instant, all misery about the waterlogged city, the gloom of budgets, thick strangulation of renovation fumes was set aside and blue sky gleamed through the clouds.
Gramsci was a little bemused by the transformation. "You don't have it in your hand, yet," he cautioned, although the Cow had greater faith in the local couriers than the ones that had promised "three days max" from Lancaster and then taken eight days to deliver.
Nor did the Cow seem overduly fazed at the prospect of rattling around Singapore Airport for most of a day. "Better than rattling around here", she shrugged. She was sure the airport wifi would be infinitely speedier, too.
"Well," conceded Gramsci, "just don't blow it at passport control in Sydney by mentioning the rugby..."
