Taxi, Coach, Aeroplane, Car to Trail

Taxi, Coach, Aeroplane, Car to Trail

Every journey starts with the normal ritual of cleaning the bike, dismantling it, packing it and always thinking what a fracking palaver! Saying to myself, Iโ€™m getting on a ferry ๐Ÿšข next time!

Then into the back of a taxi to the coach ๐Ÿšข. With the coach driver, itโ€™s hit-n-miss whether they charge you for an over-sized piece of luggage ie. my bike box. But then Iโ€™ve seen bigger suitcases. Itโ€™s just a cash cow for National Express.

I go through the same palaver at the check-in desk at Heathrow! Touch wood, though, theyโ€™ve generally been impartial to my bike as checked-in luggage!

All the anxiety of air travel regarding been rammed in for extended flights diminish when I realise the flight is half-empty. Better than that, itโ€™s 64 people in economy class on a A380 flying โœˆ๏ธ with Qatar. This aircraft can hold 460 in economy โ€ฆ 3rd class! My Christmases and birthdays have come at once!

Must say, my first long-haul-flight with Qatar, exceptional service. And Hamad International, Doha is about the most speccy airport Iโ€™ve ever been through. And Iโ€™ve been through a few now!

Once settled in Perth, I put the bike ๐Ÿšฒ back together. Then I take it out with bags for a shake-down ride to see if nothing is lose or broken and all four panniers are not rattling! Allโ€™s good.

Damn sight warmer here! ๐Ÿ˜Ž

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