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Airline Ishtrikes Again… Hi there, so my vacation is now officially over, I am back to Sydney after spending about a month in India.   This is a follow up to my post a few months ago,   Airline Customer Care .  Recap – 'On my last month’s visit to Inda I had to travel from City A to City B and since there was no direct flight, I had to book using a connecting flight through City C. So I had booked 2 flights by the same Airline flying from City A to City C and then onto City B ( my final destination ).  But after a lot of cancellations and calls, (read details here ) I got my tickets from City A to City D to finally reach City B as City A -> City C flight was cancelled .' On the day of Travel, my revised first flight from City A was at 9:30 AM, arriving at City D at 11:20 and comfortably allowing me to catch my connecting flight from City D at 13:50. But I had not taken into account the Legendry Screw-up’s of Airline into consideration. ...

Today morning I had couple of very interesting conversations with an Airlines Customer Care. I am quickly trying to jot down what I remember before I forget. As of now I am not in a mind to take any names and insult the airlines. So I would be calling the Airline as what else but “Airline”.  ( Ya I know I can’t think of any more imaginative names, but I am writing this so I would do what I want to. But again I Digress ) Background : Next month during travel to India I have to travel from City A to City B and since there is no direct flight, I had to book using a connecting flight through City C. So I had booked 2 flights by the same airlines flying from City A to City C and then onto City B ( my final destination ). I booked these tickets 2 months in advance to get cheap fare ( which I did ).  Being the ultra careful person that I am I took prints of all my tickets 2 months in advance, stapled, pinned and arranged them in the correct order of how and when they would...

Its 9:52 AM on Tuesday 8th February Year 2011, I am sitting on Platform 25 in Central Station waiting for the train to Hurstville . The platform is completely deserted except the 23 people who are waiting for the same train with me. I bought my one way ticket from the Self Service Ticket Vending machine located near the North Gate of Central Station which opens up towards Belomore Park. Suddenly I hear a rumbling sound and the train arrives on the platform. It is a few minutes late. There is no mad rush to get on the train as there are plenty of seats available. People are very courteous towards each other and wait patiently while the people get off the train before the 24 people on platform 25 try and get onto the train. We all get in, the doors close with a warning sound in a Mechanical Male voice of "Doors Closing. Please stand clear". The 24 people who got in settle down in seats scattered throughout the train. I choose a seat on the upper deck on the left side of t...