The departures check in area is so busy this morning. While strolling through the terminal, I was approached by a Customer Care person. I must have looked lost. Had a short chat with her. She is a volunteer who attempts to assist people who are overwhelmed by it all. Did I look at if I needed help? Must have. Maybe i just look that way all the time. A nice lady, who liked a bit of a talk. Just the ticket for her task. Nice moment in all this mayhem.
Having arrived to the airport nice and early, I have too much time to sit and wait. This is my usual experience though. Air travel always seems to be a bit of hurry up and wait. As previously mentioned, I must travel via Singapore on this trip. My usual flight direct to Bangkok with Jetstar isn't available today. Just a quick stop over if all goes well. I have about 3 hours to collect my bags and re check in for my Thai Airways flight. Fingers crossed.
On my way to Singapore, and I realize that Qantas Business Class is just so much better than Jetstar Star Class. All the way from the seats and space, down to the food and service. So nice to be pampered. I'm a lucky boy. The flight was pretty much uneventful, and before I knew it, we had arrived at my destination. A quick dance through immigration, and baggage collection, and I found myself at the check in counter for my Thai flight to Bangkok.
As my travels normally have some problems and adventures, this sector was to be no different. The flight was filling quickly, and the check in staff had the usual depressing attitude that I wouldn't get on. "Come back later", she said. So tail between my legs, I drag myself around the departure area for what seemed an eternity. My return time finally arrived, so back to the counter. Same girl, same sad face. She takes my ticket, and clicky clack on the keyboard, and "sorry sir, you ticket isn't valid."
What!
"Oh yes you have a listing, but your ticket hasn't got a valid ticket number."
Off she trots to check with her supervisor. The flight has now closed, and I thought of the prospect of purchasing a new ticket and a 3 hour wait for the next flight. For what seemed like days, I waited. Upon her return, she advises all is ok and I have been given the last seat. I must run for the flight, but hey, no chance of that. I'm an old man. Straight through immigration, to the gate and on the flight. Doors closed, and then we wait. Flight delayed by 20 minutes.
The flight itself was not too bad. Bit cramped, but at least I was on my way. We arrived into Bangkok about 30 minutes late. The airport was so crowed though, lines everywhere. Took about 1 hour to get through. Then the lines for taxis was longer than I have ever sent it. Again I remind myself, as least I'm here. Finally in the taxi and to the apartment. So happy. I'm pooped. By the time I settled, it was past 2 o'clock in the morning Melbourne time. Gee I love traveling. Off to bed with me. Tomorrows another day.
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