My trip from Melbourne to Devonport last night for Hand Luggage Only taught me something very valuable: long-distance boat travel does not agree with me.
This shouldn't have come as a complete shock: my father is infamous for getting hideously ill on ferry crossings, so the genetic odds were a bit stacked against me. And it wasn't a case of waiting for us to hit the open seas: as soon as I got to my cabin, 90 minutes before departure, I started feeling woozy.
Following the advice of an earlier commenter, I immediately went and purchased some seasickness tablets from the on-board shop. This had always been my back-up plan, and the $8.95 price tag didn't seem ridiculously over-inflated under the circumstances. We'd barely left Port Melbourne before I retired for the night, and I stayed largely asleep (and, let's be thankful, vomit-free) until the captain's wake-up call at 0615.
On the upside, I was given a four-berth cabin all to myself and the boat was so well-heated that I actually got all the clothes for the day washed, something I'd figured might be tricky in a confined space. I charged up every gadget in sight as well. And now that I'm back on solid ground (and using some free Wi-Fi courtesy of the local Maccas), the nausea is just a distant memory. But next time I come to Tasmania, it's air travel all the way.
Throughout May 2009, Lifehacker Australia editor Angus Kidman will be travelling throughout Australia with just one carry-on bag for the Hand Luggage Only project.