Fun times at Sydney airport..

So I’m back in wet, rainy, miserable Melbourne – only kidding!! I wrote that to get a rise out of all you Victorians. Let’s start again.

So I’m back in fabulous Melbourne and it’s great to see Miss Loulou (who is a Sydney friend who happens to be here) and of course, flatmate-that-I-love (who is now ex-flatmate-that-I-love). V festival is going to be great tomorrow with a bunch of crazy chicks..

Anyway. My blog isn’t about Melbourne. It’s about Sydney. Sydney airport to be exact. And how I got there at 4ish yesterday afternoon for my 5pm flight.. At 5pm I was told to come back at 6.30 for an update on where our plane was.. At 6.30 I was told we would be leaving in an hour. At 7.30, same story.. The plane finally took off at 9.15. NINE FRICKIN FIFTEEN! I wouldn’t have minded if they had told me at 4 or 5 that it was leaving at 9.15. I could have headed home, plonked in front of the TV (probably with some plonk!) or I could have read a book on my couch, or I could have called a friend and hung out for a few hours, hell, I could have gone home for some self-lovin’!! I could have done ANYTHING with my 5 hours.. but no. Instead, I lugged around a laptop bag as I went between the bar and the departure gate waiting for updates.. which of course was as far away from the bar as it was possible to be!

By the time we got to Melbourne, it was late and all my friends (who I had planned to have dinner with) were asleep. AND because I’d been bored and chatting to every man and his dog during my 5 hour wait, the battery on my phone was dead. And the $60 cab fare back to the city is always a winner to top it all off. Oh hang on, to top it off PROPERLY, is the torrential rain that has poured all day today. Awesome. Love it.