Judy and I arrived safely in Sydney this morning and are now in a state of serious meditation at the Horvath residence in Glebe.

Air travel is always exciting and U.S. Air did their part to raise our stress level. We set records for running from one end of the Philadelphia airport to the other to make our flight to Los Angeles. Unfortunately our luggage couldn't move as fast and will probably arrive at our door, if we're lucky, tomorrow. We do have our carry on which includes Judy's guiar and my concertina, and some CD's. But my banjo, the rest of the CD's and 90% of our clothing is somewhere else. We should know by tomorrow morning if it is following us closely, or has gone to an alternative universe. I'm not looking forward to doing a set of songs solely accompanied by my F/C Anglo concertina. Spare 5-string banjos are scare as hen's teeth in Oz, as I recall from my first visit. But if someone has one, a back-up banjo might be useful at the Loaded Dog gathering Saturday evening; I bet 20 5-string banjos show up!

Well, we're going out to forage for some wine for dinner.

We're really here and dispite our absent luggage we're both feeling really great!

Cheerily,
Charley Noble