25 March 2011
Melbourne Airport
There was some confusion arriving at Melbourne airport. The chief trolley dolly (air hostess) announced that passengers had to stay on the plane. This was the opposite of what we were told when we boarded.
She even asked people to be considerate of the cleaners by moving their belongings, and to not use the bathroom.
Eventually she made the embarassing corrective announcement that in Australia, unlike North Korea or Yemen, you are indeed allowed off the plane into the transit lounge.
This was good news indeed, as it means I can go into the Qantas first class lounge for lunch, with all the people travelling in full business suits dissapointed the lounge dragons let me in to de value their $30,000 plane flight experience.
Heres a random shot of the kitchen, despite generally being brave when it comes to taking photos in public, the lounge is pretty high class and empty, so I feel a bit sheepish.
Not to worry, a very gay man offered me the free day spa treatment, involving an aromatherapy massage and hot rock treatment (seriously, theres a free dayspa, and he really did offer, multiple times, guess he was bored).
Slightly wary that my famous good looks could get me into trouble with the Malaysian Fabio masseusse, I declined.
For lunch, I had salt and pepper squid, with mixed greens. Was very tasty. The menu is extensive, a lot of fois gras and wagyu etc. But I have to sit on a plane for 9 hours now so I thought something light would be better.
So I picked battered and deep fried squid as the light option...
Theres also home made ice cream with weird stuff in it, I wanted to try it but was full.