I haven't finished posting about our NZ holiday and now I have another one to post about. No wonder family on Facebook said, you are away again? You are never home. We have to travel while we can. It gets harder as you get older.
We had a great time in Sydney in spite of a bit of a mix up. Not so returning home. We chose our flight home based on the time. The flight was 12.55pm and hotel checkout time in Australia is 10.00am. Plenty of time to get to the airport, have something to eat and coffee. We were to arrive in Melbourne at 2.30pm, early enough to beat any traffic congestion on the motorway as we neared the city in what should have been a 25 minute drive home.
Not so, said Tigerair. The incoming plane is late, so you will be late leaving, about one hour. That put us in heavy traffic congestion and we weren't home until after 4pm. A whole day taken for a flight that is actually 1 hour 7 minutes. Do you wonder why I hate flying?
It is not just Tigerair. Jetstar and Qantas have let us down with delays, Jetstar twice. Virgin, not yet, but the company is no longer a cheap airline here in Australia.
I was going to post something about our flights to England later this year, but it is best not to dis anyone until we get our refunds. Suffice to say, we have made a donation of $600 to a certain Sultan of a certain Asian country who has recently enacted some terrible laws. We will try a travel insurance claim for the $600. Of course it is going to cost us a lot more for the new flights, but we are 'privileged rich old gay white men in the luckiest country in the world'.
S'cuse I. I need a drink.