Worst. Flight. Ever.

I've managed to contain my wrath about my two flights until now. Internet access shall be my catharsis.

Problem #1: The idiotic Qantas staff who spooked me into think that I had not provided them with information which I had already provided them regarding my visa. I ran around like a mad man at Melbourne Airport trying to find WiFi to correct the problem, only to be told by the (lovely) Qantas ladies at Melbourne Airport that I was indeed fine to travel.

Problem #2: The fact that Qantas no longer makes a distinction between Vegan food and Vegetarian food. So while everybody else got scrambled eggs (and associated meat-based trimmings) I was forced to consume cereal and soymilk (of which I am not particularly fond.) And then, on the LAX-NYC part of the flight they gave me MILK which means they don't really care about the Vegans, and I could've had eggs anyway! And I got no dessert like the carnivores.

Problem 3#: The fat man next to me from MEL-LAX who said, because I was skinny and he obese, that he was entitled to arm room clearly several inches on my side of the armrest. I asked him why I should be punished for being healthy yet he, who doubtless already strains my tax dollars due to obesity-related health issues, should also be entitled to strain my comfort. Needless to say not a happy flight.

Oh well, that's over. Bring on the good times.