As you undoubtedly know, the seasons are reversed in the Northern and Southern Hemispheres. When it’s summer in California, it’s winter in Australia and vice versa.
In a very odd scheduling quirk, a quirk that was completely unplanned and only possible because our original flight was cancelled, we left Hong Kong on the evening of the last day of the Northern Hemisphere’s summer. Soon after we took off from the Philippines, somewhere in the air that last day of summer in the northern hemisphere turned to the first day of Fall. Then that same flight crossed the equator, the seasons flipped, and we suddenly found ourselves back on the last day of winter. Throw in a few extra time zones and by the time we landed in Oz, it had become the first day of Spring. It was so complex that I’m not even sure I explained it properly.
Four seasons in one day. All made possible by a cancelled flight, circuitous rerouting, the equator, odd Australia time zones, fortuitous scheduling, and kismet.
I would not have thought it was possible.
So weird!