Day: 24 February 2005

Breakfast was bacon baguete and cappachino.
Came to 7.50.
Headed to gate 20 on advice of tannoy.
Reached 20, tannoy was wrong, directed to gate 36.
Ran to gate 36.
Got on plane.
Can’t always believe what you hear, especially after no hours sleep.

Not bothered, I approached the BA ticket desk explained in a loud voice how I had been given the wrong instructions and blah blah, missed , queue blah…
BA being BA this was not problematic, new tickets we issued without establishment of blame/consultations/rebuffals/attempts to make you buy more tickets etc.
All very civilized ´n that. Like Yorkshire Tea, Tea the way it used to be but for flights.

Not having slept much, I was handled by the airport staff rather than the other way round.
Consulting staffer, I was directed to queue and stood with rucksack, along with other business types.
Stood for a while. 45 minutes or so @ bag drop and desk established that plane had left without me as well as this i had been standing directed to stand in the wrong queue.
This being true, I wasn´t too bothered.
There´s no law against doing what you are told, although I think they´re trying to bring that one in gradually.

Got the train down to Heathrow.
Spent the night @ terminal 2 coutesy of BAA.
Didn´t fancy 120GBP for a civilized alternative.
Pitched under stairwell.