Who's Got The Travel Bug?

Andrew – Oh dear I’ve just gotten off the phone with Lucy and I think you will agree that when someone answers the phone with, “You do NOT want to fucking know,” they are not having the best of days.

We had spoken earlier and I had ascertained that Lucy, Sawusband & crew were stranded in the big smoke. She’d rung Gusband for advice. He’s a handy man to have at the end of the phone.

I'm guessing this isn't todays faces

I’ll let Lucy tell the story however while she is (hopefully) in the sky on her way home, it made me think about the times we’ve been stranded somewhere at the mercy of an airline.

Most recently was our little jaunt in Bali. On the day of departure I received a text message from Pacific Blue telling me that our flight, that was supposed to be leaving at 10pm that night, would now be leaving at 8am the next morning. Me… I went and bought more grog because I mean seriously what are you going to do? Complain about having to stay another night in Seminyak?

Sooo tired, yes that trolley is only filled with alcohol

Poor Gusband, he hit the phones to confirm the delay and then try and find some accommodation for the night. (Note to self: ALWAYS PACK YOUR TRAVEL AGENT.) Clearly no drama, we stayed, we drank and when we went to the airport we were somewhere between drunk and hungover.

Another time I remember being stranded was the time we were travelling from Los Angeles to Sydney and due to some delay we would be staying where we were, for the next little while. 

Next little while my fucking arse! 

“Would you like a drink sir? We might be here a while.”

“Well yes I will, thanks very much.” *Repeat that for 4 hours.

Very drunk at takeoff I can tell you.

Then there was the time we were delayed for so long I was heard to say, “Oh God, I couldn’t drink any more Krug…” Pretentious much?

I thought that was it but Gusband has just reminded me about the time we were going from London to Kuala Lumpur and sat on the tarmac for 5 hours. I tell you what, that was 5 hours of the best sleep I’ve ever had. If I was on twitter I’d say #flatbedmuch.

I was held up at customs in Canada once but that was too terrifying for words so I can’t even think about it. Another post another time.

So, I am crossing my fingers that my friend is FINALLY on her way home (again). I hope Lucy has had a lovely time away because nothing ruins a min-break like a delayed day of travel. C-Bear? Thoughts?

P.S – As a quick little aside…. If you aren’t able to take your travel agent with you or don't have your bestie at the end of the phone (who is a travel agent) and if YOU ARE TRAVELLING AND YOU HAVEN’T BOOKED THROUGH A TRAVEL AGENT...... YOU ARE AN DICKHEAD!

Travel safely campers. xx Lucy where are you????


Lucy - I'MTOOSICKTOTYPE!I'MTOOSICKTOTYPE!I'MTOOSICKTOOTYPE!I'MTOOSICKTOOTYPE!I'MTOOSICKTOOTYPE - but I am home safely xx