Max picks me up!

Arrived in Launceston!

How jetstar prefers their departure lounges

While travellers are standing craning their necks waiting for gate information. ..

Perhaps it's about keeping people near the restaurants for as long as possible... keep everyone eating.

Wait! An announcement!  My flight is delayed.

Sigh.

 

After this photo was posted, two Jetstar employees appeared walking towards Gate 48. One answered the walky talky and said "We're here, we're here, now". They weren't, they nearly were.

Then once they got to the gate, one tried to actully OPEN the gate so the arriving travellers can come in.

"I can't open the gate. How to get this door open?" one said. The other walked over and there was some scuffle and they managed to get the gate open.

Then heaps of people started coming out of Gate 48 from their Hobart flight at EXACTLY the moment ALL the passengers to Launceston arrived and tried to board. There were about 100 people jostling for space past each other for 20 minutes while the craft was cleaned. Totally chaos.

Then we boarded and the guy on the speaker said " Thank you flying Jetstart you are on... ummm... JQ.... um.... 7..... um..." I was sitting in row ONE so the guy next to me and I  said "FOUR ONE!"

and we just looked at each other. *face palm*

If they're going to hopelessly unorganized, could they at least keep it a secret from the passengers?

Where is the gate?

Jetstar are not willing to say until it's closed

Unless you're at the gate already.

Thank you man on service desk who has inside information for letting me know where my gate is... coz the boards don't publish them.

Is Jetstar hoping we miss our flights?

So much to think about ... airport thoughts.

Airport Thoughts

Why do fountain pens stop working when you need them to write something but they bleed ink all over your hands at the same time?

When I check myself in, why do I lie and say I have dangerous goods in my bag without realizing?

Why does jetstar suck so much?

Is my flight the only one not listed on the boards and has no gate number on my boarding pass?

Yes.

Why do families with children sit so close to me that Dad is leaning over me while I drink my coffee? Not enough seats?
Nope.

Why do taxi companies keep you guessing about turning up on time until after the time you have to leave for the airport?

When will my flight be called?

Should I wash all this ink off my hands?

Hmmmm... thoughts in the airport.

Daph had a lovely morning.

Daph had a few hours outside and some yummy noms and is now content to curl up on the couch for the rest of the day. .... while I sneak off to Tasmania.

Tasmania in Honour of Her Maj and other things.

Well tonight I hit Melbourne airport to fly to Tasmania to see my friend Max. Apparently there is snow and this will make for a nice contrast with my trip which is barely a week away to BALI!!!!

Max and I are going to see Cradle Mountain covered in snow, probably while stepping over the corpses of drowned animals after the flood. Yep, she lives in La Trobe:

http://www.abc.net.au/news/2016-06-07/woman's-body-found-latrobe-tasmania-major-flooding-wreaks-havoc/7483726

I feel like one of those disaster tourists.

If you do feel the urge to experience a disaster for entertainment purposes yet feel a sense of lingering dignity that stops you from going to gawk at the suffering of others? Perhaps you might enjoy:

Bespoke Disasters: http://www.disastertourism.co.uk/mydisasters.html

It's like Fantasy Island for masochists.



... actually, now that I think of it, all episodes of Fantasy Island are for masochists.

It's now that I pause to reflect on the improved status little people have on TV in the 21st Century. The sense of comic gravitas Peter Dinklage brings to his GoT role has surely broadened the audience expectations of actors of small physical stature since 1978.

Hmmm... maybe not.