Switzerland as it happens
No Switzy yet dahlings... did I mention things go wrong when I travel? Oh yes, often horribly wrong. Fog descended thick and ominous in London where I landed to connect to Dusseldorf and ultimately Basel, Switzerland.
I waited 3hours in a que in the Heathrow Airport to be told my flight had been cancelled (I had already missed it anyhow) and I would have to go through immigration to get 'landed' so I could get my flight rebooked. SO another que for about half an hour. I make the long walk to another terminal to dantes inferno - also called the Lufthansa ticketing area, where hundreds of other people had to rebook their flight as well. I saw the new que for the ticketing agents, and my heart sunk. It was so, so, so long and looked so, so, so, slow.
Then a I noticed a quiet Lufthansa area, with a couple people behind the desk. I knew it wasn't the right area but what the fuck, the worst they could do is send me to the hellish other line where I had at least another 3 hour wait ahead of me.
The gal told me I was at the over-sized baggage area, but my look of sadness and despair must have been over-sized because she said "give me your ticket" and she proceeded to rebook my flight, get me a hotel, meal vouchers, and a pass to the shuttle. I think I was calling her a "saint" by this point and getting ready to lick her boots.
SO I am now in some hotel, and wondering how I'm going to reach Tom to let him know I won't be at the airport tonight. I sent him an email and I think I'll try and snag a phone card. The time here is 7pm, I have no idea what my body time is i.e: Calgary time.
When one gets lemons lets make lemonade shall we? After I get some food in me I think I'll try and find out what sort of trouble I can get into in London!
I dedicate this blog to Marie as she suggested I should do an "on the fly" type of blog whilst I'm travelling.
I'll keep you posted!
I waited 3hours in a que in the Heathrow Airport to be told my flight had been cancelled (I had already missed it anyhow) and I would have to go through immigration to get 'landed' so I could get my flight rebooked. SO another que for about half an hour. I make the long walk to another terminal to dantes inferno - also called the Lufthansa ticketing area, where hundreds of other people had to rebook their flight as well. I saw the new que for the ticketing agents, and my heart sunk. It was so, so, so long and looked so, so, so, slow.
Then a I noticed a quiet Lufthansa area, with a couple people behind the desk. I knew it wasn't the right area but what the fuck, the worst they could do is send me to the hellish other line where I had at least another 3 hour wait ahead of me.
The gal told me I was at the over-sized baggage area, but my look of sadness and despair must have been over-sized because she said "give me your ticket" and she proceeded to rebook my flight, get me a hotel, meal vouchers, and a pass to the shuttle. I think I was calling her a "saint" by this point and getting ready to lick her boots.
SO I am now in some hotel, and wondering how I'm going to reach Tom to let him know I won't be at the airport tonight. I sent him an email and I think I'll try and snag a phone card. The time here is 7pm, I have no idea what my body time is i.e: Calgary time.
When one gets lemons lets make lemonade shall we? After I get some food in me I think I'll try and find out what sort of trouble I can get into in London!
I dedicate this blog to Marie as she suggested I should do an "on the fly" type of blog whilst I'm travelling.
I'll keep you posted!
posted by Lise B at Tuesday, December 19, 2006
2 Comments:
Have fun in Switzerland!
Yay! I got a London shout-out! I'm hoping that was the low point for your trip...
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