Going Down Under. Apparently, there's not enough to eat at home!

Yes, I had to crack at least one Rob Ford joke. Wait, that was two. 

Unintentionally, two! 

Currently at Pearson T3, waiting for flight QF4478 to take me to the depths of Dallas. 

But only for an hour. Then I'll be whisked away to Brisbane, Australia and finally, to Cairns. 

I'm not sure of the total flight time, but I think it's something like 27-30 hours. It's exciting, I've never flown this far and this long before. Hawaii and China don't even compare. Should be interesting. 

Lots of reading material and I intend on catching up on some movies. Dr. Strangelove is first on the list. 

I haven't written in this travel blog for a while and I should've really captured more of my adventures to more local places such as New York, but I think after travelling 30 hours, it's worth at least several blog entries. 

Keep following me for the next two weeks as I write about my travels across Queensland. Will I be eaten alive by crocodiles? Will I be apart of a new wombat/numbat hybrid family? Will I marry Paul Hogan and have a child with him that can only be described as "one of those esthetically pleasing but annoying hybrids?" Who knows what adventures will wait! 

I will be posting on Facebook, Twitter, and of course, National Jennygraphic. 

I've also been told not to mention something about "shrimp on the barbie."