Oceans and the eleventh hour

Quick. I must run to the shops and check if the travel agent knows what is happening to my Jetstar Asia plane ticket booked foolishly in advance of life in general. Now imaginary. 

I ran to the shopping centre on my electric bicycle unaware that due to COVID freedom of movement restrictions, the travel agency had closed. That was years ago! And I had foolishly booked my plane tickets using an application called online booking. My holiday target was perfectly researched, and all the opportunities had been availed mentally before booking these tickets.

The travel agency closed in 2020. Well, why has it not reopened? Have a care!!

Times have changed. The additional climate of war has taken a further toll. Tourism was a disguise for people to show up at the national front door. Everyone wants something.

Pass the salt. Hotel packaging is a known entity. Towels and face washers come with your room and room key. Eat at your own convenience. 

I was at the store and noticed some unusual activity. Hundreds of people were reminiscing about the travel agency. 

Anyways I am going to attempt to clock up some frequent flyer miles by connecting everything to mother earth. I am going to recycle the capital of the written word and coin new connections for the word share. We operate love of economy in a dual nation. 

Australia has renounced its influence in Asia through Qantas. It has signaled for a return signal from our Asian and Pacific neighbours, at least them anyway. 

Australia and New Zealand repropose to conservation measure X. We will, by 2030, assume that every mortal soul understands that 30% of our oceans are free of being classed as useless and valuable assets of trade activity.

Your cruise ship holiday in Asia will surely divert you. 

  

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