
I’ve been surveying for the air tickets and stuff for the planned
Melbourne trip.. as we were considering the possibility of doing the Gold Coast marathon instead, hence I was comparing the prices.
Lo and BEHOLD!! thanks for the soaring fuel prices, to fly to Melbourne or Gold Coast would cost at least $1k per person. Just on air travel alone, that’ll set us back a good $3k. that’s really crazy. I had been under the impression that air tics are in the $600+ range. I guess that was the outdated rate, 3-5 years ago.
It’s really disheartening to know how little my bonus can cover.. and just for us to go on a trip, it’ll really require quite a substantial budget.
Talking about budget, budget airlines aren’t that budget after all. Perhaps what it means is that it’s meant for people with a decent budget.
Flying to Melbourne via jetstar is $1.3k while via Qantas (which is NOT a budget airline) would only cost $1.1k. and the funny thing, if I can get 1 more person to fly, getting a package to fly with SIA (mind you, SIA leh), only cost $1,087 per person.
I think budget airlines better rethink the whole concept of what they mean by budget.
On one hand I frankly do not have that big a budget to bring us all to Melbourne and have a good time (don’t have to stay in budget hotels). But on the other hand I don’t want to disappoint my family as we’ve been talking so much about it.
Now that I think about it, my colleague’s idea of going to a beach in Malaysia is a wise way to get a relaxing holiday without burning a hole in the pocket.
I can virtually see my dollar shrinking in light of inflation.
Dearie suggested we swim to Australia. Not too bad an idea. Just that mum we’ve got to put on a buoy and drag along. If we can do that, we can probably top Kapas Marang next year.
The feeling is likened to being run over by a car driven by the rocketing prices of commodities. Even going for a holiday is becoming such a woe to plan for. Now having a clearer pictures of how much it would actually cost, I probably might need to save up for a year more.
I have all reasons to be envious of those who get to fly all over. It’s now becoming a luxury good to fly, mind you.
In aid of my shallow pocket issue, I’m habouring intentions to bury my money in the pot of soil and hope a little tree springs up with more money on its branches.
Yea, tricia’s fat hope: if only money grew on trees.