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Mark Moxon's Travel Writing

Australia: Familiarity Breeds

I'm developing a theory. Perhaps it's an after-effect of the pre-flight Vic Bitter, but more and more I'm beginning to think I know people. Looking around the transit lounge at Darwin airport – my flight out of Australia isn't direct from Brisbane to Bali, but has stopped in Darwin for about an hour – I keep thinking, 'Now where do I know that face from? And she's hauntingly familiar too...' I've had this experience before, and it's rather unnerving.