Last week, I flew to Germany to see my sister.
It turned out to be an adventure.
Arriving at the Airport on Sunday morning,
staff checked manually the boarding passes.
Being early as my flight was at 14.35, I walked around, had a coffee and read my book.
Getting closer to the boarding time the board still said – please wait-
I saw other staff walking around shouting the gate number of their flight.
Mine wasn’t one of them.
I received messages from my airline via email that the flight will be delayed.
New departure: 15.00 no 15.35 no 16.00 no 16.35 no 17.50 no 18.01……
The boards went totally blank by then.
Queuing at the service desk for my Airline took long time.
All people in the queue were chatting and trying to help each other,
It was quite a sweet atmosphere.
Everyone tried to make the best of it.
By the time I got to the front of the queue the man said that my flight had just left.
More than just me were disappointed as we did not know which gate it had departed.
Well, I have been booked onto a flight in the morning, which I took straight away.
Luckily walking half way round the world as it seemed
in this big airport I finally found my luggage again standing lonely on its own.
Then I found the counter to get a hotel voucher with dinner.
By the time I was at the hotel it was 9pm and I was exhausted.
Ready to fall into the lovely warm bed.
The reason for all this was that Heathrow had IT failure/ technical issues.
Many people were stranded. Link to the story here
The really funny thing is that on my way back home to London,
I encountered more IT problems.
This time in the plane so we could not start.
We had to get off the plane again back into the gate and wait for a spare plane to take us to London.
Back home I am overjoyed to see my beautiful daffodils greeting me at the entrance.
