Self fulfilling prophecy, I suppose maybe. When you don't expect much maybe you don't get much but in this time even Olympic outdid themselves. Apart from the usual superior mentality of the in flight staff service was cut to a bare minimum.
We got off to a bad start when we were asked to re pack our luggage at Toronto airport. Seems two suitcases were too heavy. Never mind that we didn't exceed the total allowable pounds, they wanted even distribution. So there I was on my hands and knees trying to re pack standing to the side of the line, grrr.
The take off was reasonably on time (4:30 PM) and soon we were winging our way to Montreal to pick up more passengers. The first sign that all was not as usual was that we were not offered refreshments on the Toronto to Montreal run which surprised me. I put it down to the fact that there were half a dozen babies on board and they were busy and cheerfully sucked it up. After all I had two huge bottles of water to keep me busy.
We left Montreal around 6 or so and by that point I was chomping at the bit looking for something to pacify my growling tummy. There was grumbling among other passengers as well but I still remained cheerful and scarfed down some cheese crackers I had stashed in my bag. By 8 PM we finally saw some activity happening and knew we would get to eat soon. Dinner when it finally arrived was a two by four inch piece of chicken, some petrified veggies and four small round parisienne style potatoes. A little salad, a cold bun and a small piece of what looked like a pudding style cake made up the rest of the tray. I grudgingly got another bun but let me tell you it wasn't easy.
Dinner done, the shades were drawn and we were expected to sleep...at 9:30 for crikes sake! The movie was playing but when we inquired about the head sets we were politely informed that nope, there wouldn't be any. Huh, we were expected to watch the movie without sound and Greek subtitles? Seems that way. I asked for a blanket and was also informed that Olympic wouldn't be giving out blankets any more.
Sometime during the night probably around 2 AM I was starving and being a little Hyperglycemic needed some food or juice. Steve went to ask for some juice and was refused. He came back in shock and told me the flight attendant told him that "if I give you juice other people are going to ask too, here have some water".
So there you have, lousy food, no headphones and no blankets on a 12 hour overnight flight and even feeling ill doesn't score you any juice. Doesn't that beat all... I really am going to have to look for a better way to get here next year.
We are semi happily ensconced in the same abode as last year but still don't have a proper bed. We are sleeping on two cots and no hot water. These issues will hopefully be resolved in the next few days. I don't have any internet access this year, seems the free network I accessed last year flew the coop. There is an internet shop down the road though and quite reasonably priced at 1.50 euro for an hour. I figure I can get here two or three times a week at least.
It's hot and sunny with a brilliant blue sky and the sea looks as lovely as I remember from last year.I can hardly wait to get to the beach...
Labels: travel 2008