Jon
and Jess’ flight was cancelled. They are on one tomorrow. Poor things.
I
packed my stuff and went back to Mum and Dad’s. Margit and Isabell called in
for a chat. So lovely to catch up with her again.
Had
lunch then went shopping. Played with the dogs and had a cuppa there.
Bob
and Margaret texted that they had arrived in Babinda.
Back
home and Steve has just arrived back. He had put on his washing – good boy. He
even brought me back some gold which was nice.
We
rang Erica and she said she didn’t get any of my messages. She thought it was
strange that I would miss her birthday. I am back in the good books when I
explained that I had rung and messaged.
Got
a message from Jon that they are on a flight tonight. Apparently the hostess
got sick and Jetstar don’t have relief staff so they just cancel the flight –
really!! I remember a flight was cancelled because the hostess was sick the
last time I flew back to Cairns – luckily it wasn’t my flight.
We
drove into the International Airport at 10pm and Jon was sitting in a
wheelchair. He came down with the flu and had a high temp so they rushed them
through Customs. Damon and Lara were going to bring their bags through for
them. Jess had had Bali belly the night before and then when the flight was
cancelled they were put up in a bad hotel so Jon didn’t get any sleep and
sitting around in the airport waiting didn’t help matters. We dosed him up on
cold & flu and water and after a luke warm shower he got into bed. Not the
best end to a wonderful holiday.
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