wolfsbride (
wolfsbride) wrote2003-11-07 09:07 pm
Day Three... The Leaving... Yet Again
Wah. We must go. Packed and showered. Went to breakfast. Very disappointing. No croissants. No pastries. No toast. I don't think Nick was around. On the good side found out that the young guy's name is Andrew.
Caught a cab. Viccy wanted to walk but since I had a suitcase and four bags, I over ruled her. Go to the airport via the Heathrow Express and then realized that we don't even get to check in together since we're leaving from different terminals. Said bye bye bye to Viccy. Managed to refrain from clinging to her leg.
The day continues....
WB
Heathrow is still extremely annoying. They should make the trolleys drivable so you don't spend all your time WALKING! Anyway, got checked in, then went to see about my missing knapsack.
Oh yes. I forgot to mention that my knapsack went walkabout. They were supposed to deliver it to my hotel but obviously they did not. It took me forever to find Airport Information and then I was told that I'd have to go to Terminal One.
ARRGH! I swear this place is run by Satan! >__<
After walking all over the airport I stood on hold for ten minutes before I go through to the right department. Thankfully they were willing to ship it back to Canada. Hopefully it will get there.
Another annoying thing, when I checked in I wasn't given a gate number. The lady said they'd announce it at 12:30pm. When 1pm came around and nothing, I hustled my butt through the general gate area hoping I'd find someone to ask.
No person but they did have the info up on screen. Nice. I could have missed my flight because she couldn't be bothered to tell me they'd announce it on the computers not over the PA system.
Anyway, boarded okay. There was a bit of excitement when the police came and roughed up some poor old man who was just minding his business. I hope I never get mistaken for an Indian or Iranian.
Not sure what kind of plane this is as I am too lazy to look for the thingy but it has more leg room than any of the planes I've been in so far. Seat is still cramped though.
Had a bit of an emergency while waiting for dinner. The seatbelt sign was on since we were having a lot of turbulence. So of course I desperately needed to pee. The stewardess let me go to the bathroom while she held my dinner tray. Yay.
Had chicken for dinner though the fish looked good. Was very tender. And the sauce was great.
Then it was time for the movies. We got to see three. Charlie's Angels: Full Throttle, Chocolat and The Italian Job.
I don't know what the others will be like but Charlie's Angels was incredible for the level of crappiness it managed to attain. I don't understand how we can be progressing in other things and sinking into the mire in the field of entertainment.
If there was a plot it was overwhelmed by the sheer unbelievable stupidity of the stunts and filmography. The director seemed to miss the point that slo mo shots are to be used to emphasize not detract. Gah. Will say no more. Chocolat is on now.
On the good side, I'm listening to an excellent station that has opera. And they played the Barber of Seville. FIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIGAAAAAAROOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!! :D
Well, I guess Chocolat is okay. I mean it has chocolate and Johnny Depp :) Must tell Viccy. She'll wanna know about Depp in a hot tub.
I slept for a bit. Well, must have been at least the two hours the movie rain. I wonder how out of whack my body will be.
The third film has just started. It has Mark Walberg, Seth Green and Donald Sutherland. I still think they should have shown the two LotR movies. A good way to spend seven hours of a nine hour flight.
Ohhh. Now that was cool. The robbers painted C4 on the ceiling and floors of the three levels exactly under the safe so that when it blew the safe fell straight down into their boat.
Oh no! They've been double crossed! WAH! They shot Donald Sutherland's character. Marky Mark is crying over his body. Will have to rush to see if there's any slash for this movie :)
Gah. Only three hours left. I wonder if the stewardess would get annoyed if I kept asking are we there yet?
Welll, we've got half an hour to go. The Italian Job looked good. I watched it with the sound off. May rent it later. Have to fill out the funny little cards now. Wonder if I'll get through customs okay.
Oh joy. There's something to fill out about SAARS. What the hell??? Did you come into contact with anyone who had SAARS?!??! How the hell would I know. It's not like they'd be wearing a big sign. Idiots.
But now that I think about it though. I might catch a cold. There are at least three people in my section who are coughing and sneezing. And my throat is tickling me. Gah. Hopefully it won't develop into anything.
Kay, must get ready for the landing now. See you later....
WB
Caught a cab. Viccy wanted to walk but since I had a suitcase and four bags, I over ruled her. Go to the airport via the Heathrow Express and then realized that we don't even get to check in together since we're leaving from different terminals. Said bye bye bye to Viccy. Managed to refrain from clinging to her leg.
The day continues....
WB
Heathrow is still extremely annoying. They should make the trolleys drivable so you don't spend all your time WALKING! Anyway, got checked in, then went to see about my missing knapsack.
Oh yes. I forgot to mention that my knapsack went walkabout. They were supposed to deliver it to my hotel but obviously they did not. It took me forever to find Airport Information and then I was told that I'd have to go to Terminal One.
ARRGH! I swear this place is run by Satan! >__<
After walking all over the airport I stood on hold for ten minutes before I go through to the right department. Thankfully they were willing to ship it back to Canada. Hopefully it will get there.
Another annoying thing, when I checked in I wasn't given a gate number. The lady said they'd announce it at 12:30pm. When 1pm came around and nothing, I hustled my butt through the general gate area hoping I'd find someone to ask.
No person but they did have the info up on screen. Nice. I could have missed my flight because she couldn't be bothered to tell me they'd announce it on the computers not over the PA system.
Anyway, boarded okay. There was a bit of excitement when the police came and roughed up some poor old man who was just minding his business. I hope I never get mistaken for an Indian or Iranian.
Not sure what kind of plane this is as I am too lazy to look for the thingy but it has more leg room than any of the planes I've been in so far. Seat is still cramped though.
Had a bit of an emergency while waiting for dinner. The seatbelt sign was on since we were having a lot of turbulence. So of course I desperately needed to pee. The stewardess let me go to the bathroom while she held my dinner tray. Yay.
Had chicken for dinner though the fish looked good. Was very tender. And the sauce was great.
Then it was time for the movies. We got to see three. Charlie's Angels: Full Throttle, Chocolat and The Italian Job.
I don't know what the others will be like but Charlie's Angels was incredible for the level of crappiness it managed to attain. I don't understand how we can be progressing in other things and sinking into the mire in the field of entertainment.
If there was a plot it was overwhelmed by the sheer unbelievable stupidity of the stunts and filmography. The director seemed to miss the point that slo mo shots are to be used to emphasize not detract. Gah. Will say no more. Chocolat is on now.
On the good side, I'm listening to an excellent station that has opera. And they played the Barber of Seville. FIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIGAAAAAAROOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!! :D
Well, I guess Chocolat is okay. I mean it has chocolate and Johnny Depp :) Must tell Viccy. She'll wanna know about Depp in a hot tub.
I slept for a bit. Well, must have been at least the two hours the movie rain. I wonder how out of whack my body will be.
The third film has just started. It has Mark Walberg, Seth Green and Donald Sutherland. I still think they should have shown the two LotR movies. A good way to spend seven hours of a nine hour flight.
Ohhh. Now that was cool. The robbers painted C4 on the ceiling and floors of the three levels exactly under the safe so that when it blew the safe fell straight down into their boat.
Oh no! They've been double crossed! WAH! They shot Donald Sutherland's character. Marky Mark is crying over his body. Will have to rush to see if there's any slash for this movie :)
Gah. Only three hours left. I wonder if the stewardess would get annoyed if I kept asking are we there yet?
Welll, we've got half an hour to go. The Italian Job looked good. I watched it with the sound off. May rent it later. Have to fill out the funny little cards now. Wonder if I'll get through customs okay.
Oh joy. There's something to fill out about SAARS. What the hell??? Did you come into contact with anyone who had SAARS?!??! How the hell would I know. It's not like they'd be wearing a big sign. Idiots.
But now that I think about it though. I might catch a cold. There are at least three people in my section who are coughing and sneezing. And my throat is tickling me. Gah. Hopefully it won't develop into anything.
Kay, must get ready for the landing now. See you later....
WB