Wednesday and Thursday 12-13 Feb 25 CTS-HND-SYD-CBR Part 2
So finally, we boarded QF60 to Sydney. I usually skip the meal because I usually eat in the lounge and I like to try to get some sleep as this is a fairly short flight for sleeping if you take the meal service. However, as foreshadowed above, I was really hungry after the delays in our connecting flight from Sapporo, the underwhelming food in the JAL lounge and on the JAL flight (nothing at all) and then no time in the lounge in Haneda, so I opted for dinner.
I was very happy with my choice of panko crumbed chicken breast with green beans and tomatoes, followed by an ice cream (no photos - I was so hungry I just wolfed it down and then realised I hadn't taken any photos - oops

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Mr Seat 0A chose the Japanese bento option with pork tonkatsu, and was also happy with it.


I took a 5mg melatonin and slept very well until woken for breakfast. I ordered fruit, yoghurt and ricotta omelette, which looked lovely.
Unfortunately, it was dreadful. It was tepid, and very hard and chewy. So here is the after shot of my breakfast. Yep I ate the fruit that was ripe and left the unripe, plus I don't eat grapefruit and that is all I managed, so I was feeling hungry again, verging on hangry

Honestly, I am very cheesed off with breakfasts on QF International J. Bad in both directions. In my forthcoming TR for the trip to ME and Europe we did Nov 24-Jan 25, I will mention a few other total fails. And it was the same last year too. The breakfasts are inedible. The only difference this time was that I was served by the CSM, and he noticed that I had barely eaten anything and asked if there was a problem. So I told him. He said he would give me the other option, a bacon and egg thingy (which I had avoided after Mr Seat 0A's experience on the way over), but people were complaining about that too apparently.
We arrived a few minutes ahead of schedule at 0950, did not have to use a bus gate, and whizzed off the plane and straight through immigration in record time. The new biometric readers are really good! So next thing was luggage. Well blow me down, but for the first time ever our bags came out #1 and #3 for the whole flight. Amazing. That has never happened!! I felt a new faith in priority baggage labels. Still ahead of the bow wave of pax, we headed over to oversize baggage to collect the ski bag - and the whole good experience fell apart. After a total wait of 45 minutes, out came our ski bag, 2nd or 3rd last off the plane. That is the longest I have ever waited, but at least they all arrived. Of course, in that time, the customs line had become very long, so we had a much longer wait there than we would have if our skis had arrived more punctually.
Made our way to domestic transfer and were pleased to be told we could be moved forward to the 1210 flight instead of the 1450 that we had booked. We had our connecting flights on separate PNRs to the main flights and I wanted a bit of time up our sleeves, plus they were CR tickets and I wasn't able to get reward seats when I booked on the 1210 or 1310 flights. The check in agent seemed to do a lot of huffing and puffing to make this happen though, and after 25 minutes, I asked what the issue was. Some problem with the weight of the ski bag. It had been checked through from CTS-xSYD-CBR at a weight of 28kg, but her scales were only showing at at 26kg and that was causing some kind of issue. Just shows how much you are at the mercy of the scales at any given airport. We had not taken anything out of the bag, It was locked and the lock was not tampered with (that we could see, and when we got home, we confirmed that nothing had 'fallen out'), so who knows what the real weight was, but she didn't seem to know how to correct it in the system. Got her neighbour involved and finally a supervisor, and then we got yelled at at security because I told the guy accepting the hand luggage for screening that I had knee replacements and asked if he wanted my shoes off. He said yes, so I took them off. Then when I beeped, the guy there said take off your shoes and put them through the machine and go through the scanner again. I said "shoes are already off" and he went ape. How dare I anticipate, if I was going to mess with the process I would be subject to extra screening and if I had joint replacements I should have told them. I said "I did tell your colleague and he told me to take off my shoes." "well you needed to tell me" he said. Then he left me to stand there and continued screening others. I asked when he would call someone to wand me and he said "when I am ready." This is such a difference to how you get treated in Japan at security screening. Anyway, 2 buses came and went with all that palaver and when we finally made it to Dom J Lounge, we had only 20 minutes until boarding. So I set off quickly to find the panini bar that people were talking about.

I had a green goddess chicken, which was OK but not fantastic. It was not warmed right through, the bread seemed stale and there was a lot of dressing on not much chicken and it was served with a side of potato chips. So I was again quite disappointed until...The most delicious warm scone with jam and cream, fresh out of the oven. it was so good I ditched the panini, and had a second scone.
Headed down to the gate and ran into some friends who had also been skiing at Furano, and who had, unbeknown to us, been on all the same flights as us, but with no FF status. They said they had waited over 2 1/2 hours to check in at CTS. Nasty.
Soon boarded, and then just sat there for ages, going nowhere. Captain came on and announced that the delay was the result of needing to load a LOT of ski and board bags, but that was nearly complete, and so we taxied off, #5 in line of departure and finally airborne at 1310 - 1 hr behind schedule, but still earlier than we would have been, so all good. Its always a bit of a let down to fly the last leg of a fantastic trip on a Dash-8, even if the price is right, so I coped by sleeping the whole way home.
Soon collected our bags and went expectantly to oversized luggage counter to collect our skis. After a while, it was apparent that actually, NONE of the skis had been loaded in Sydney and there were at least 15 groups of people with no skis to collect. So then we waited 35 minutes more to be processed - told our skis would be delivered to our house later that day or the next day. That sort of worked in our favour as skis can often be a bit of a bother in a taxi/Uber and now that is QF's problem.
Caught an Uber with our driver Abdullah, a very pleasant and proud Pakistani who encouraged us to visit his country for the beautiful scenery and fabulous food and cultural experience. He also refused a cash tip for manhandling our bags (we have a steep driveway), saying he would like an Uber driver in Pakistan to look after his parents with respect. I hope that Allah looks after Abdullah, alhamdulillah.
And just like that, our trip is over! It's always lovely to be home again, and I am looking forward to seeing my 90 year old mum, my 4 year old grandaughter,my daughter and my friends again soon.
In my wrap up post, I'll write a few of my observations about this trip.
And then, I will make a start on the belated TR for Bangkok, Dubai/Abu Dhabi/Oman, Spain/Portugal, Sri Lanka and Singapore... What a wonderful life I am living. I truly give thanks to all the people involved in fixing my health issues so that I can travel, to the kind friends and family, including people on this forum who cheered me on towards remission recovery, and to Easy Travel Insurance for insuring all my conditions for a very affordable few hundred dollars so that I can do it without worrying about possible medical disasters. Lucky me.