The Easter Rush
Just wanted to relay the events of the last couple of weeks, given that I havent been able to spend any time at work blogging..... (I know that upsets some people, but then, occasionally, I DO have to work) I figured now would be as good a time as any. Went to rainy Melbourne for Easter, and spent the 4.5 days there with Lisas folks. Which in itself wasnt too bad. Except that we just sat about doing nothing, listening to her mother yell at her father. Its quite annoying to hear, and I know I can never say anything because it's not my place. Oh well, at least the Easter Eggs we got were nice.
Flight back to Adelaide was sheer agony. Didn't know how long it would take to get from Greensborough to Avalon Airport (Near Geelong, for those who don't know Victoria too much.) so we estimated that it waas about 1.5 to 2 hours drive. Good estimation. It only took us an hour. We left home at 4pm, to arrive for an 8 pm flight. Expecting to arrive at about 6pm, and having an hour to eat tea before check in, we arrived at 5pm. We sat about with Lisas folks for an hour, and then we let them take off home. As we sat there, the music videos screamed at us from the nice looking plasma screens above our heads. Entertaining.....sorta. The time came for us to get ready to stand up, when suddenly the Voice Of Delay came over the loudspeaker and informed us that due to inclement weather in Sydney, the incoming sydney flight was delayed by about an hour, which also meant that, for some reason, the pl;ane bound for Adelaide was now an hour late. Darn. Immediately we made out tea time arrangements. Eating half cooked chicken schnitzel rolls and feeling like a sardine in the airport terminal, grumbling from fellow passengers could be plainly heard.
About an hour later, when we finally thought we'd be getting on a plane, no plane had yet pulled up at the terminal. Sure enough, a different, yet strangely placating, Voice Of Delay came over the loudspeaker again. This time, the delay was on again. Another hour. Bugger.
A few moments later, the Voice came on again and told everyone that the second delay was cancelled, and the flight was now on time......
And then, about three minutes later, the Voice Of Delay arrived yet again and apologised for the previous announcement being incorrect. The delay was substantial. Yet another hour with nothing to do in an airport smaller than a garden shed.
To make a long story short, we boarded the plane for Adelaide approximately 9:45pm EST, took off at precisely 10pm, and arrived into Adelaide 90 minutes later, at precicely 11pm CST. So, after being at the airport for 5 hours, and travelling for a total of 6, we were both absolutely buggered. Mentally, physically, emotionally stuffed.
Next time, I'll pay the extra fifty or so dollars to get a flight to Tullamarine and not to Avalon. Jetstar can go ram itself in a deep dark hole. Who builds a major airport out in the middle of a sheep paddock anyway? Grrrr.
Hope you all had a great Easter.
Flight back to Adelaide was sheer agony. Didn't know how long it would take to get from Greensborough to Avalon Airport (Near Geelong, for those who don't know Victoria too much.) so we estimated that it waas about 1.5 to 2 hours drive. Good estimation. It only took us an hour. We left home at 4pm, to arrive for an 8 pm flight. Expecting to arrive at about 6pm, and having an hour to eat tea before check in, we arrived at 5pm. We sat about with Lisas folks for an hour, and then we let them take off home. As we sat there, the music videos screamed at us from the nice looking plasma screens above our heads. Entertaining.....sorta. The time came for us to get ready to stand up, when suddenly the Voice Of Delay came over the loudspeaker and informed us that due to inclement weather in Sydney, the incoming sydney flight was delayed by about an hour, which also meant that, for some reason, the pl;ane bound for Adelaide was now an hour late. Darn. Immediately we made out tea time arrangements. Eating half cooked chicken schnitzel rolls and feeling like a sardine in the airport terminal, grumbling from fellow passengers could be plainly heard.
About an hour later, when we finally thought we'd be getting on a plane, no plane had yet pulled up at the terminal. Sure enough, a different, yet strangely placating, Voice Of Delay came over the loudspeaker again. This time, the delay was on again. Another hour. Bugger.
A few moments later, the Voice came on again and told everyone that the second delay was cancelled, and the flight was now on time......
And then, about three minutes later, the Voice Of Delay arrived yet again and apologised for the previous announcement being incorrect. The delay was substantial. Yet another hour with nothing to do in an airport smaller than a garden shed.
To make a long story short, we boarded the plane for Adelaide approximately 9:45pm EST, took off at precisely 10pm, and arrived into Adelaide 90 minutes later, at precicely 11pm CST. So, after being at the airport for 5 hours, and travelling for a total of 6, we were both absolutely buggered. Mentally, physically, emotionally stuffed.
Next time, I'll pay the extra fifty or so dollars to get a flight to Tullamarine and not to Avalon. Jetstar can go ram itself in a deep dark hole. Who builds a major airport out in the middle of a sheep paddock anyway? Grrrr.
Hope you all had a great Easter.
posted by Fernby at Monday, April 24, 2006
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