All over the map

    As we wait patiently for our silver plane to appear midair, glide down and touch the tarmac then roar to a slow amble we find a lovely expat to chat to named Louise, we have hours so we're like family now. We also find a phone sitting on the bar between my seat and the next - it's easy to imagine the previous occupant resting their phone there then simply hopping up and boarding a flight to some far flung nation. We hand it in and hope it makes it home too. We don’t stop our finding spree there, no, we soon find a passport sitting on a windowsill and also find its owner at the nearby gate lounge. We board, then depart and are soon spilling out into the baggage hall in Darwin when I notice someone’s English drivers licence lying on the ground, I’m serious, it’s the third thing we’ve found today.  Darwin is hot and there’s small fires igniting themselves everywhere so the air is a smudgy version of itself, often there are billowing smoke clouds and  occa...