Sun 25 - Rob van Dalen dropped us at Sydney airport in fully loaded Ford Focus (which is still for sale on carsales) and we join the Emirates queue.
Bags weights were tuned down to the gram to get our worldly possessions under 23kg each. The less closely scrutinised cabin baggage is maxed out in number of pieces, and the weight is… well think lugging bars of gold bullion. Because a cabin bag is never weighed. And having been told by out travel agent that we can take a buggy swell, that is with us too - wrapped up and perched on the trolley.
We watch as the people in front of us in the queue are pulling things out of bags and rearranging as a stern middle eastern man looks on. Then the unthinkable happens: the couple in front of us are told 'you can't have 2 cabin bags - can I weigh your backpack?' She's not gonna be able to lift either of my cabin bags to put them on her scales… (The 'one bag plus laptop bag/1 bag plus handbag' cabin allowance is interpreted most liberally in our monads 'It is not literally 1 bag, It is more the idea of 7kg, that size is just a guide etc…)
Then it's our turn. We place the bags to be checked in onto the scales in turn. 22.4kg.. 22.2kg (why didn't we fill that one up?!!) 24… no 22.. no 22.9kg. Nice. Next the buggy. Which we can check on - sure - but the weight comes off our allocated lot. We're 13kg over. After our man has a chat to his supervisor… we're on - buggy and all!
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