Amazingly, we ran into one of the students from my college in Melbourne at our little airport! Talk about unexpected!
Here is my boy inside the terminal. And that's our plane outside (although I doubt you can see it).
And here he is on the plane. I bought a bag of lollipops to help us settle the pressure in our ears. Probably wasn't necessary, but we enjoyed it :-D
Here's the view from our window!
I hadn't really told the Little Big Fella what take off is like, but he loves going fast, so when the plane started picking up speed along the runway, he turned to me with the most excited expression on his face and said, "Mum! It's going really, really fast!!!!"
Needless to say, he enjoyed flying.
There were only a handful of people on this first flight and the Little Big Fella got the hostess onside immediately. She then offered him a juice, before we'd even taken off!
When we got to Brisbane we found the gate for our next flight and settled in to have a bit of a picnic on the floor, watching our plane through the window.
We saw our bags go on the plane.
Then we saw a bit of fuss around the tarmac.
Then we saw our bags come off the plane.
An announcement: "Ladies and gentlemen, there is an engineering fault on your aircraft. At this stage we do not have an estimated departure time for you."
We continued our little picnic, because, let's face it, there's nothing you can do in that situation but sit around, try to be calm, and wait to be told what's happening.
On the way to our gate, we'd run into a guy from the Starlight Children's Foundation who was signing people up for donations. They grant wishes for seriously ill children - everything from meeting a sports player, to a shopping spree, to a trip to Disneyland. I'm pretty sure they granted my cousin a wish several years ago when she had leukemia.
Anyway, the guy had given the Little Big Fella a balloon, and he and a couple of other kids were playing with it while we were waiting. I think some of the older passengers got a bit annoyed about it, but it kept the kids happy so I thought it was fine.
After not long at all, we heard another announcement saying that we had been moved to another plane at a different gate and would depart an hour after our original flight time.
I called my parents (who were picking us up at the other end) and let them know the good news. Given that our last attempt to catch up with them ended with me and the Little Big Fella in a car accident, this was definitely a much better outcome!
We had a bit of time so I stopped and bought the Little Big Fella an ice-cream for dessert on our way to the new gate.