Farewell

It is just past 10pm, and I am sitting at departure gate at Perth airport, waiting to go home.
I always feel a bit melancholy when a trip finishes, because it is like having a mini adventure, and I don't like endings.
I've had a lovely time here in W.A. I didn't get to see or do all of the things that I wanted to, but it is somewhere I can certainly see myself returning to.
In the meantime, I will slyly continue to spy on my fellow passengers and pray that none of them (apart from the nerdy sexy looking guy reading something on his iPad) are sitting near me...