At long last, I'm in Australia!

I missed my flight in New York because my first flight was delayed, and then when I was crossing the street some idiot ran into me with her car and blamed me because I "shouldn't have been running across the crosswalk." I was trying to catch a flight. And she had *plenty* of time to stop, I looked. And who the heck doesn't expect pedestrians at JFK airport? Anyway, I was knocked onto my knee but it wasn't serious.
Then I had to go to the bank in Sydney - with my two large suitcases. Yeah, that was fun. The taxi dropped me off opposite the bank so I had to drag my suitcases across four lanes - remembering to look the other way for traffic - and then wheel the suitcases into the bank. People probably thought I was homeless.
When I was on the last leg of my flight just out from Sydney, the water below looked so blue you could hardly tell where the sky ended and water began. It was lovely. And the university is letting me audit Historical Aboriginal Australia, which is a great opportunity for me to learn something on a topic I'm most unfamiliar with.