We made it!

Well, we made it home safe. And our journey was not without dramas, let me tell you.

The last thing you want to have to deal with when you fly for hours on end is any sort of hiccup. When we landed in Singapore after about 20 hours of flying, we had a hotel room booked for the night because our flight to Melbourne wasn't going to take off until 10 AM the next day. Oh, Meg and I were looking forward to a nights rest in a bed, and a nice shower...well, we never quite got there. Once we arrived, we went to the Singapore Stopover counter to get our transfer to our hotel. But the guy told us that what we had booked was not with them and we would need to return to our luggage belt, because someone would be there with a sign saying "DYCK" to pick us up. The problem with this was that we had already left the security area of the airport, so we tried to get back in to where our luggage belt was. We were told at first to go upstairs, so we did that. Once we got there, we were told that we needed a boarding pass to get in and we needed to go back downstairs. We went back downstairs and pleaded with the security guards to let us back in so we could find this guy. They let us in but we found no one holding any sort of sign. We went back out again and called the hotel to see where this guy would be. At first, they told us they had no record of a booking for us that night, but then they found it but told us it was not their responsibility to arrange pick-ups from the airport. That was the responsibility of the flight agent. Newman! If you have been an avid reader of our blog, you'll know the flight agent and us haven't been getting along very well.

So, we were told we had to find a taxi, which would've ended up costing us $70 there and back. I don't think so! So, we had to stay the night at the airport. Now, I know that sleeping in an airport is supposed to be glamorous and exotic, but don't believe everything you read. After a couple hours on the ground we did manage to find these "napping" chairs which were fully reclined and had a vibrating alarm in your headrest.

But after all that, we managed to make it home safe and all our Kraft Dinner made it through customs. That's the most important part!

They say that if you have a good experience with a company you, on average, tell three people about that good experience who, in turn tell three other people...and so on. While, if you have a bad experience, you tend to tell at least ten people about the negative experience that you had. Well, I know for a fact that there is more than ten people reading this blog and our church has a few hundred people in it. I intend to let everyone know just how terrible our experience with Flight Centre was. Meg and I are still deciding on a course of action, but we intend to take this to the top. So, the next time you walk by a Flight Centre in a mall, or down the street, give them a dirty look for us...

Well, there you go, that's our Canada holiday all wrapped up. Now on with the real world, I guess...