Cat yelled at me for an hour when I picked her up...happy now.
Our team psychiatrist and I got lost and made us late for the aircraft.
The pilot was so stressed by the lateness he made a spooky landing at Pt Pirie!!!
A case containing stuff for kids was hit by a four-wheel drive as said team psychiatrist was making a dash to pick up other team members in said four-wheel drive and spilled paint all over the chartered plane's cargo carpet. Man, did we get told off!
It is now sitting in my living room in a plastic garbage bag when I should be cleaning it up.
Things went pretty well.
Now they want me to spend one week in every fortnight there for the next six months (IF the Powers That Be make that possible) with a small team.
On the one hand, I would like to do it, on the other hand that makes my life extremely difficult in numerous ways.
Also, I am only here for four of those months and than I am OS.
We wait and see.