So, on Monday evening @10:05 pm, my plane took off from Heathrow Airport to travel to Brisbane. First time in an airport. First time through security. Take off wasn’t too bad, at least, not as bad as I expected. Once in the air, I was pretty much ok. Had a nice chat with the lady sitting next to me, who came from Brisbane, not too far from where I was going. Meals were good, drinks were brought around every hour, and there was a nice selection of things to watch. But really, come on, how on earth is turbulence ok? I mean, you’re flying through the air, and the Captain comes on and explains that in a few minutes, for no apparent reason, the plane will drop several times, uncontrollably, like a vampire ride in a theme park, and there’s nothing he can do about it. I mean, you wouldn’t put up with that on any other means of transport would you? Bus driver comes on, “Oh, by the way, in a moment, I shall begin swerving from one side of the road to the other, in a mad fashion, but there’s nothing that I can do about it!” Yeah, wouldn’t work. Only time on the whole flight that I nearly threw up. 
Was stuck in Singapore for an extra 5 hours due to a tropical cyclone outside. Unfortunately, I had gone through customs as soon as I had got off the plane, so I was ready to board immediately, but ended up being stuck in the waiting room, where there were no shops, things to look at or anything else. I did get to watch a tropical cyclone, which kind of made up for it.
It was then another nine hour flight onto to Australia. Once I had landed, I did worry about my boots. Someone (I can’t recall who), once mentioned to me that they were really strict about mud and soil coming into the country. I um’ed and ah’ed about it for ages, before deciding to mention something. Turned out I was right, and they had to be taken away to be cleaned.
John was there to meet me at the airport when I came through customs. It was really good to see him again. After what he assured me was a really short drive back (about 1 1/2 hours), we arrived at the Creation Research Centre, and was given a tour of the garden and the offices. Basically, it’s the closest thing to paradise I’ve ever been to. As I sit and write this in the office at my new desk, I am surrounded by various dead things. Dinosaur skull to my right, T’rex hand to my left, and a menagerie of fossils adorn the room. Any time I want, I can pop outside to help my self to oranges, tangerines, kumquats, limes, tomatoes, papayas, beans, bananas, and a whole other collection of fruits from the trees around the garden. Wallabies are wandering at the bottom, masses of birds, and I’ve been told there’s a huge python at the bottom, but I have yet to see him. The garden is full of ferns, palms, bromeliads, and orchids. Absolutely amazing.
Also amazingly, not suffering from jet-lag! I felt a bit woozy yesterday, but other than that, I’m fine! Today we went to dig up a sample of mineral sand, which we will be using in experiments – I’ll update as we do them.
Our Team
Did a bit of driving today. In an automatic. Yeahhhhhhhhhh…….. Well, John and I are still alive, so I’m calling it a good drive! No, seriously, it’ll take a bit of getting used to, but I’ll get there.
Tomorrow I’ll do a video update somehow. Oh, and one other thing – Australian toilet signs are brilliant! Look at that! Amazing. We need them in Britain.
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Indiana Joe - The Fossil Man 