18th July. 11.30 am. So super under control. Got to the airport with hours to spare. Wasn't pulled out for a random drug search. Yay! Bought the obligatory gratuitous perfume and face creams and then went virtuously to the tourist tax return area to claim my $140 odd dollars back on my super new Canon camera and lenses.
And this is where it all went sour. Miss super organised had left her receipts at home in her wallet! Grr!
I am now smarting under the bright lights of the airport lounge. I will try and deep breathe and let it go. I will try.
Hopefully, if I keep my boarding pass, I can write to Canberra when I get home and still have a chance of getting my money.
I have almost let it go. Another squirt of Diorissimo and a dab of Clarins and the pain is beginning to recede.