Sitting here wondering if I'm Pollyanna or Eeyore - Day 66 - The night we tried to fly to Melbourne ... and didn't

Another trip to Melbourne and another insanely long delay and then cancellation by the maddeningly inefficient fools at Virgin Australia.

We got there in time to grab Sahara kebabs (I had chicken, Steve beef) and eat them nice and slowly and then thinking all was well headed off to grab our 9pm flight ... which then became a 10pm, then a 10.20pm and then cancelled.

This time the issue was staffing - no one to fly or serve on the plane! - and we watched helplessly as flights to Melbourne before and after ours headed south without incident.

The infuriating part was that the staff at the gate were rank amateurs, announcing as little as possible and then when the flight was cancelled, letting the allocating of hotel rooms and alternate flights descend into messy bedlam. It was a farce, made even worse by the fact that the Virgin site was showing cancelled status WAY before the gate idiots announced it.

What a joke - thank goodness Waz was out and about and could pick us up just after 11pm when we FINALLY got our flights and some food vouchers, and take us home.