wanna see how i look when i am stressed out of my mind and on the verge of tears....
today it became clear i had in fact lost my passport. i spent the day at the passport office. it reminded me of the time that me and jamie decided to walk to the airport, which was apparently 18 minutes away, but it turned out it was more like 18 miles and we missed our plane, had to pay a penalty and then nearly ruined our friendship.

the worst part about today, apart from how i MISSED MY FLIGHT, was that i had to spend three hours in a windowless room with only this to look at...

nice new zealand artwork or whatever but i would have rather been watching music videos or something.

and i kept saying to the passport people: could you give me a timeline. will i make my plane? and they kept telling me: i'll go and find out. and i had to wait another 45 minutes alone. i became conditioned to listen for the sound of the lift. and had guessed that they must only be one or two floors away from me because i could hear their cards swiping when they used it. i felt like a prisoner. oh and i had to go to the police station as part of the declaring my passport lost. they made me feel like a criminal too.

then again my plight is not too bad. one has to keep perspective. so i miss out on half a day of a three day conference. not the end of the world.

and last night i had a very pleasant dinner and delicious pimms cups and met a soldier (below). i will remind myself of this when i cant afford to eat in adelaide (cost of replacement passport: $650.00)