Our well laid plans called for an evening departure on Tuesday, connecting non-stop in Dubai for Nice, thence train to Marseille for a 36 hour stopover before proceeding into the French hinterland.
So on Tuesday morning W headed off for some volunteer activity, and I went to my Club for a committee meeting followed by lunch and group photo and a bottle of wine for those born in August sufficiently long ago.
On arriving I received a text from Qantas advising a flight change- please ring. So I did that but the recorded message said Q was too busy to take the call and would call back. A quick web check showed nothing. After a pre-lunch glass of mulled wine promoting Club Christmas opportunities, I went into the dining room only to be intercepted by one of the staff saying a lady wished to see me in the lobby. The lady was W, who had been contacted by Q to advise a 2 hour flight delay. That meant a missed Dubai connection, and since there is only one daily flight, numerous dominoes would fall over after that. That rather blunted the cutting edge of the trip plan, to mix a metaphor.
W had then arranged with Q to change us to an Emirates flight departing 5 hours earlier for Dubai via Singapore, so she rushed to the Club and we proceeded home with dispatch.
History will not record my August occasion, and my wine will probably revert to the Club cellar, but here we are in Dubai awaiting our connection, and noting our original Q flight is now not expected until 1215, which would have been a 4 hours connection miss. We didn't get our eTicket until after we checked in at Tullamarine.
Actually we have found 2x 7 hour flights are less tiring than a non-stop, so there is a learning benefit in that too.
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