# 23 - happy Queensland Day from the top of Queensland

#23 - Queensland day 6 June- from the top of Queensland.

Happy Queensland day. It was on 6 June 1859 that Queen Victoria signed the Letters Patent authorising Queensland's separation from NSW.  This day, 6 June, is known as Queensland Day, and if not for Queen Victoria's signature, we might all be doomed to an eternity wearing blue jerseys. 

I've come to the opinion that at 4am there are two types of people. The morning people and the grumpy prickly "don't talk to me people".  I'm a morning people, my bus driver was also a morning people too, and that made for an entertaining trip to meet the airport connection coach. The other people on the bus are in the second category. "Good morning"... Nothing!  "where are you traveling to today"... Nothing. Umm. Driver, can you turn the heat up, it's a little cold back here!!!

Bus drivers, hairdressers and taxi drivers.  They are really the experts in social observation. If you want to know what to do about global warming, or conflict in the middle east, or carbon tax or any other government policy, just ask your bus driver, hairdresser or taxi driver. 

Let's just say, I am now fully informed, and know what is best for the country and international diplomacy.  To the other halfwits  on the bus, a big raspberry to you.  Lighten up!!!

So after the dream run to the airport, the next pearl is that my automatic booking failed ... "see a customer service officer"
As it turns out QH had booked my flights but not followed through with ticketing. So I had no ticket!!!???

The CSO could not explain how that worked, but with a few frantic calls to supervisors and some mad ass typing, I miraculously had my boarding pass , a newspaper and a cappuccino and was seated at my gate waiting for the call. One discovers their ability to neoligise (make up words) when one is tired. I spilled my coffee on the newspaper, soaking the number puzzle I'd started.  From this day forward I shall call that situation a 'sudokucino'.... Or a bloody nuisance. 
Time passed, social observations, and comedic content fill my mind, and I settle into my seat on the first leg of my Darnley trip, with an air of optimism, and a reflection that this is about as far from nursing as it gets.  In three short hours I will be at the gateway resort, on Horn Island no doubt uploading this blog to the web. For tomorrow, the language of Miriam Mer, of the Eastern Torres group of islands will be an unfamiliar brogue that my ear must acclimatize to. 
Happy Queensland Day everyone, it is so special to be able to say that from .... Beyond the tip , or ... Over the top.