I arrived in Bordeaux just three days ago, and so much has already happened I don’t even know where to begin! I figured I would just make this post sort of like a diary entry and let you know how the flight over was, after that I’ll be posting how opening up my bank account went and other little adventures I’ve been up to here in Bordeaux!
The journey from Melbourne to Bordeaux felt like the longest trip of my life. While I love traveling, the actual flying process is not my favorite if it’s a rather long flight. And boy, was this a long trip!
First I had to fly from Melbourne to Doha which was about a 14 hour flight, then had a 2 hour layover, then a 7 hour flight to Paris, another 2 hour layover and finally a 4-ish hour train ride from the airport in Paris to the train station in Bordeaux!
Because I’m an anxious traveller, I like to get to the airport fairly early. JP and I got to the airport in Melbourne about two and a half hours before my flight. We figured we could check me in and then get something to eat before we had to say goodbye.
WELLLLL that didn’t happen!
My check in bag was a couple of kilograms over, which we thought would happen so JP brought an empty backpack to take some stuff back to the apartment and lighten my load. What we were not anticipating was a carry-on weigh in and restriction. The woman at the desk told me my carry-on had to be 10 kg, so we had to empty the carry-on a little bit too. Then after packing and repacking, we go back to the check in desk and there’s a new person working with us. She informs me that both my carry-on bag and personal item need to be 10 kg and if I was a kg over it would be $100 for each excess kilogram.
So we had to go back to the scale area and pack and repack again. I was stressing out and super frustrated because this meant leaving a bunch of things behind–my hair straightener, books, sonicare toothbrush, jeans, etc. etc. Plus no where on my ticket did it mention the 10kg restriction for both my carry-on and personal item.
At the time we thought JP could just ship me the things I left behind, but it looks like that’s going to be pretty expensive and I may be better off just replacing the stuff I left in Melbourne.
Once all this packing and repacking had been dealt with, I was finally allowed to check in and I was already late! JP and I barely got a chance to say goodbye 🙁
I made it on the plane okay and I actually got sat next to an Australian going to teach English in France! I told her how upset I was about the strictness with my carry-on and she was shocked. She said her check in bag was a kilogram overweight and the person working at the desk let it slide– and that they didn’t make her weigh her carry on and personal item! They didn’t even mention anything about it.
WHAT…QATAR AIRWAYS WHY DO YOU HATE ME?
This bit of information made me irritated especially because once they gave me my ticket they didn’t weigh my carry on and personal item again, so I could have just taken my things back from JP and saved the hassle of having to replace a bunch of my stuff.
I was also really upset because with all of the bag nightmare weigh in stuff going on, JP and I didn’t get a chance to sit down at the airport for some food and time together before I left.
Needless to say, I was not in a great mood for the flight.