Day 3: What Day is it Anyway?

The sunrise on the horizon as we approached Malaya was something else this morning, as was our descent in to Changi Airport.  I suddenly realised this is the furthest I've been across the world.  We've spent an awful long time on planes and we have another eight hours to do shortly to Brisbane.  I am glad I packed my spiky ball at the last minute as it has been great for circulation and achy backs.  I did worry it might be seen as a suspicious object but thankfully not.  We could both do with fresh air and a jog but we'll be at Christina's by nightfall and it will be good to have that cushion of a few days with her before we are under our own steam.  I was hoping that Changi would be very exotic but it's just like every other departure gate in every other airport.  Oh bing bong, we're off!