Flight and Arrival

Sept 29

After a computer error at Melbourne Tullamarine airport my bags were checked through to Brussels and I was checked through to Singapore. Great. But no worries - it's just because there "may" be some fees payable for changing my flight - I just need to go to the Lufthansa counter in Singapore and sort it out.

No problem. After a pleasant flight with Singapore airlines - the food was great - we arrive in Singapore a little early. I make my way to the transfer centre and have a chat with the guy at Lufthansa who tells me to take a seat and he'll call me up. Mmmm massage seats. Ten minutes later my feet feel wonderful. And someone else wants to use the seat. I move. A group of about 40 Germans rock up. Oh no... I know where they're going - straight to the Lufthansa counter. I know they're going to forget about me.

30 mins through my 1 1/4 hour stopover and the queue is still long. I'm gonna get in it. 45 mins and I'm at the front of the queue. They've forgotten me - simply print out my boarding passes and I'm on my way - no sorry's, nothing. I arrive at the gate just in time to be called through for boarding. At least it wasn't last call...

Somewhere between Sept and Oct

The rest of the flight is fine except I'm wishing I were still on Singapore airlines. I land in Frankfurt and go to talk to Lufthansa to see if I can get an earlier flight to Brussels. Talk to them in German. Yay. I get on an earlier flight and head to my gate, grabbing some euros and breakfast while I wait. A lady from the airport asks if she can interview me about my trip. I agree and she compliments my German. Why don't they speak German in France? Is that a politically incorrect question?

Arrive in Brussels and I'm confused. What language do these people speak - it seems every person I pass is speaking another language. I'm unsure of what time Isabelle can make it as she was originally expecting me later. Turns out she can't make it till then anyway so I wait. Was either here or Frankfurt. Think I would have preferred Frankfurt. There weather was better there anyhow. Here the sky comes right to the ground.