The pick up from the hotel to the airport arrived on time and there was hardly any traffic so we got to the airport with plenty of time.
Unfortunately we struck a very unpleasant lady at check in. First she told us the bike boxes were over size and they couldn’t go on the plane! We tried to tell her they had come on Emirates from South Africa to here, but she wasn’t interested.
Finally she got her supervisor to come over, he was like “What’s the problem, they are fine”. Then despite me requesting at the start that she deal with our bookings separately, as I was going to NZ and Brett was stopping in Sydney, she ignored me and luckily we picked up that she had checked my bike to Sydney and Brett’s to NZ.
Then despite it being on the booking she refused to allow Brett his extra 12 kilos luggage allowance that he gets through being silver status with Qantas, which is a partner airline. So Brett had to pay for 12 kilos of excess baggage.
Lastly, despite asking for an aisle seat on the Sydney to Wellington flight, she allocated me a middle seat at the very back of the plane where the seats don’t recline. Thankfully the plane on that leg was not full so I was able to move to an aisle seat, and I had already booked and paid for an aisle seat on the Dubai to Sydney leg.
Usual horrors of long haul flying that seems endless, and instantly forgotten the moment you get off a plane.
As always the sadness of another holiday being over is mitigated by the joy of seeing family and friends.
Thanks to Rachel and Nic for the travel booking and the invaluable advice on the best place for a safari and other tips of where to visit.
Thanks to Ollie the bike mechanic for getting my bike into shape (and thanks in advance for the work now required).
Thanks for the comments on the blog and other messages of encouragement.
And last but not least, to my ever patient daughter and blog editor Kelly.
Until the next time.