This morning I had the opportunity to experience the long commute many make to the city daily. Up early as the stars twinkled against a dark sky. A hint of navy hued against the black as the sun tried to press it’s rays out through the cloud hiding the horizon.
The roads were virtually car free but arriving at the station drones were marching in step to the station. I have to wonder where and how they appeared here almost as if rising from the ground like the busy ants they imitated.
We had a strangely easy trip all the way, so unusual for us us. There is usually some funny twist…well there was a little one in the evening involving a taxi ride, but more about that later, don’t hold your breathe though cause it wasn’t that crazy 🙂
We grabbed breakfast at the airport, taking it to our boarding gate as it was 8:25 and we were due to board at 8:55 for our 9:25 flight. The flight in was a little late so we boarded and departed a little late . As always once the boarding is announced everyone obediently joins the long slow line despite them knowing they have a seat waiting for them. Ally and I on the other hand waited in our seats. As Ally pointed out to me though, if no one joins the line we would never board.. But that didn’t convince us to join until it was almost done though 🙂 We heard a man on his phone relate a similar thought about the queue . We also thought as we had an aisle and middle seat this would give his person time to get to their window seat to save us having them climb over us.
We found on boarding that a lot of people have a poor ability in measuring the size of carry on luggage. The overhead lockers were full, with some bags carrying a little ( that’s being kind haha ) more than they should. We had to store our “somewhat empty in preparation for shopping bags ” under the seat. Only a few people were behind us as we entered and of course our window seat was still empty haha….the man who waited til sat was of course the owner so we did have to move out of our seats to let him in and we helped him store his luggage too under his seat haha
On arrival in Melbourne once again the mad bun rush occurred as people struggled to remove their squashed in , heavy luggage. One piece …a suitcase, no other word for it … Was tugged forcefully out of its crammed spot almost falling on Ally’s head….so lucky. Got me wondering though where An airline would stand were someone hurt as a passenger got their luggage out of the overhead storage. It’s such a mad rush to escape it really is an accident waiting to happen, especially in this day of sue mentality.
Surprisingly our hotel was ready at 12:30 pm when we arrived so we dropped our luggage and headed to Harbourtown. Starving we found a coffee club for lunch and then headed our own ways to check out the shops.
In the evening we caught a taxi to Lygon Street for dinner. We had to think “Who’s the tourist” when the taxi driver asked us if it was near the airport. Explained where it was , luckily then he turned on his GPS. The meal was tasty and Ally and I enjoyed the people watching. It’s always fun bringing other people ‘alive’ with the lives we give them 🙂
Time to rest ready for a busy day tomorrow.