Monday, Monday
Had R home for the weekend, it certainly wasn’t long enough after being apart for 5 weeks. We didn’t get up to much, fixed the hot water system, went to the markets & veged in the air con. It’s been drama central with Virgin Blue this morning though. After getting up at 4am to drive into town, we checked R on & paid for his excess baggage. I then left at 6.20am as he was boarding his 6.40am flight & after my ridiculously long drive home thanks to 2 bloody face scrapers, I get a call from R that his plane is broken & they’ve been booted off. He’s a connecting passenger, so he was moved to Virgin’s 11am flight, while the direct passengers were told they’d just have to wait til the original plane to be fixed – thank god for small mercies. He then had to collect his baggage & re-check it for the new flight – at which time they tried to re-charge him for the excess, he spat it of course, and obviously did not pay again. He’s now going to miss a familiarisation he had to do for work at 4pm, but barring any further problems, he should still get to work tonight. Fun, fun, fun!
And to top it all off, my books didn’t arrive today, not happy Jan!
