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Time to go home but not before trying out the automatic beer pourer in the lounge. The plane was delayed so there was the chance to try it several times and sample some of their tasty treats.
There must have been a problem with the plane but they seemed to find an old 747 which looked like it was pulled from the grave yard. We were squashed on a bus, no separation of business and economy (Now I’m sounding like a snob) just free for all and driven way out into the darkness of the tarmac to board the old girl. The flight service was pretty ordinary (and that’s talking it up, nothing like the way over which was fantastic and very professional) The service was not up to the standard you would expect in Qantas business class or economy for that matter. The staff were pretty grumpy, no team work and a bit barking at each other. They only bothered to give out the travel pack and P.J’s to the first two rows then had a bit of a bitch between each other and that was it. The menu was some photocopied email I couldn’t read it as it was too small a font and pretty grey, I asked the hosty to read out a few things, she said “Shit (yes shit) I can’t read it either” and the food choices were not Qantas menu, very Japanese and it was basically chucked in front of you before the plane leveled out. So we very nicely ask for a few beers from Mrs Grumpy Pants and receive them with grunt before they quickly turn the lights out and closed up shop for the night. Think we have been told it’s time to have some kip. Hate to see how the people out the back are doing…