Beatiful. Credit to BrianCox

What did I do on the plane is the question? I mean... I see drunks on planes all the time, and they don't divert at a cost of hundreds of thousands of dollars and hours of the other passengers holidays (and really, how drunk do I sound?) 
So... I guess, if I was you, I'd be asking... what's going on?
And what's happened since? (it gets waaaay crazier from here)
But I can tell you when my belongings were returned to me, it was minus my passport...
And without a passport you cannot stay at a backpackers in Darwin, let alone a hotel, you can't get a SIM card, and it's pretty hard to travel.
So I guess I've been exiled in (ironically) the least evolved, most nigger-hating redneck citizen-acting-as-police city in the world, as a homeless person.

And they have it tough here... believe me.

mattson