March 6 - Up at 5 AM and all packed, we left our home and Bleu to
begin our month long trip from RSW. Joanne drove with Stan in the
front seat and Richard in the back. Stan and Joanne talked the whole
way to the airport. At the airport we said goodbye to Stan and handed
him Joanne's keys so that he could drive my car back to our house.
Stan and Pam, FF friends from Western Michigan, will house-sit our home and care for Bleu while we are gone.
Stan snapped a photo of us at RSW
Joanne's boarding pass for the final leg of our trip to Perth
on Singapore Airlines did not print. The United agent assured us
this wouldn't be a problem. We've been down this road before, so I
was not reassured.
Over
our long layover in San Francisco, we “chatted” and spoke with
United and Singapore Airlines representatives for hours the result
being there was nothing United could do. Joanne would need to
check-in for the flight to Perth with Singapore Airlines before a
boarding pass could be printed. Her boarding pass could not be
printed at the gate. I had my doubts. We would have one and half
hours in Singapore to fix the problem if our flight from SFO was
on-time. It wasn't!
We
rode the BART train to Montgomery Station in the city and walked a few
blocks on a beautiful afternoon to the Modern Art Museum. Some of the
works we liked appear here.
At the Museum on a Bright if Chilly Afternoon
Joan Brown, a local artist, painted the three above. A number of her works featured cats!
We left late cutting layover time in Singapore to about 30
minutes. While in the air I “chatted” with a Untied rep as we
have free WiFi via T Mobile for text while in flight. He saved us
seats on a Singapore Airlines flight that would leave much later
getting us into Perth around midnight but did not rebook us right
away.
March 7 - Day 2 vanished in flight. The head steward promised he would give it back to us if we flew back to San Francisco with him.
March 8 - As our flight approached Singapore, the head steward, holding
a text in his hand, told us that they were aware of our problem. He
asked that everyone without a short connection remain seated so that
we and few others could get off first. Of course, he was ignored but
we still got off first. A rep met us as we entered the terminal with
directions to the Singapore Airlines gate. Of course, it was at the
other end of the terminal. We made it with two minutes to spare and
boarded the plane bound for Perth!
Our bags ,as expected, didn't make the flight. They did however
arrive on the next flight. Singapore Airlines arranged for a baggage
service to deliver our bags to our hosts, Collin and Linda, home. All
we had to do was provide contact information. I gave them the wrong house number.
Linda
and Collin met us at the airport. After dinner and a couple of
glasses of wine we stumbled into bed.
March 9 – On our way to the beach, a call from the delivery service driver to Collin revealed that we had provided the delivery service with the wrong house number, 28 instead of 29. Not a problem, Collin sent the delivery guy across the street to his house where his granddaughter waited to receive our bags.
All is good. To be continued.