A. Mitchell: Didn't have to expand my suitcase this time... I'm either getting good at this, or I forgot half my clothes. πŸ‘šπŸ‘–πŸ‘ βœˆοΈπŸ‘
A. Mitchell: Boarding.
A. Mitchell: Operation: Make My Body Sleep (For A 14-Hr Flight) πŸ”πŸΊπŸ’ΊπŸ’€πŸ‘
A. Mitchell: In-Flight Dinner
A. Mitchell: Breakfast before we land in Australia.
A. Mitchell: Above Sydney
A. Mitchell: Australian for beer!
A. Mitchell: Ahoy, land!
A. Mitchell: Dinner on the flight to Perth.
A. Mitchell: Almost there.
A. Mitchell: Platform 7 to Fremantle
A. Mitchell: I don't know, I guess I'm just Old Fashioned. πŸ‘“πŸ‘΅β˜ŽοΈπŸ’ΎπŸ“
A. Mitchell: [insert obscure Ezra Pound reference here]
A. Mitchell: Keep dreaming about this Chickpea and Sweet Potato Soup I ate in Perth that was a-maz-ing. πŸ˜‹
A. Mitchell: Tiger Tiger!
A. Mitchell: Whoa butterflies.
A. Mitchell: Whoa rabbits.
A. Mitchell: So...this museum is a work in progress.
A. Mitchell: Refreshment
A. Mitchell: Gallery room.
A. Mitchell: 'Roos!
A. Mitchell: Reminds me of MB.
A. Mitchell: This is nice.
A. Mitchell: Loved these.
A. Mitchell: Loved these.
A. Mitchell: The perfect blue.
A. Mitchell: Intricate.