Day-o, Daylight come and me wan' go home

Well, our fabulous trip down under has come to an end. On my last post, our flight had been rebooked for 7:20 PM. So, we went to the gate at boarding time, stood in a stupidly long line to get on, only to have the boarding pass rejected. The gate agent looked at it, and said, "Ma'am, these are for tomorrow night!" Gaa! She asked if we were on one of the canceled flights which Virgin rebooked for us and I said yes. So, she said have a seat and I'll see what I can do. Fortunately, she did manage to get us on the flight, albeit both of us with seats in the middle. I was between 2 large guys, both of whom were using the middle arm rest, so sat the whole way scrunched up. Oh well, it was only a 90 minute flight and we made to Sydney. Then, we got in line for a taxi to our hotel. I had booked one very near the airport as we were flying out the next morning. We get the taxi, tell the driver the hotel, and he says, "That's very c...