Where was I?
In the departure lounge, waiting for seats. Somebody comes to the gate, so Sarah pops up for a word. No result, rather a gruff specimen.
Later Sarah hunts out an actual QF employee, and has a quiet word. It appears that our bags should not have been taken, and we should have been told to wait down at counters. Should we go back? Yes.
Bollocks.
Back we go, and front up at counters. The staff are miffed that the guy sent our bags, so somebody needs to retrieve them.
Sorry folks, but everybody turned up today. No staff will get on. Double Bollocks.
Plan B? What other carriers still have flights? Tried going online, but most sites won't let me look for today. Too late in the day. Have to do it in person. We try UA, who at least are in the same terminal. Yes, but it will cost $3000 each! Triple Bollocks!
Around the corner is US Air. No flights to LA tonight.
We know that Delta has a flight in a couple of hours, so head off to see them. A discussion about which terminal to go to, ends with us taking the train to terminal 2. Many of these airlines use multiple terminals, so that's another level of complexity to manoeuvre.
There are two trains pulling in. One going left, one right. Which one? No labelling. What's wrong with these people? Ask somebody nearby, that one over there. We're off.
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