Sunday, November 22, 2015

From London to Barcelona on British Airways

I am not much of a traveler, international or otherwise. But since Thursday, we flew from Washington DC to London, and this morning from London to Barcelona. I am also not someone who likes to get up early in the morning. And to make a 7:55 AM flight at Heathrow airport, we had to be ready for a cab to pick us up at 5:45 AM - which meant getting up by 5:00 AM. Of course I did not sleep a wink last night because I am still on Washington DC time, and we ate dinner at 8 PM. But for this leg of the journey our friends in England made all the arrangements so I didn't have to think about anything but the passports. When we were dropped off at terminal 3 at Heathrow it was already abuzz on a Sunday morning. My husband found a cell phone lying on the street in front of the cab and had to drop it off at security so they could reach the poor soul who lost it. We were on British Airways once again, and once again enjoyed the flight - if you can do such a thing. However, when we went through passport check, our English friends had no line, but ours wound well past the queuing lines filled with at least 1000 people. If that wasn't bad enough, a plane filled with young males decided they could just cut in front of us and took over the place. Luckily our friends were able to convince the authorities to find us and dragged us out of the hellhole. It was really dreadful with these folks surrounding us and pushing our backs... It doesn't appear they understood what a line and order was. Thankfully we got out of there soon enough but it was a very unpleasant experience. Then we jumped into the cab and got to our hotel in downtown Barcelona. Our English friend's son lives here, and he met us at the hotel, along with our friends from France, who flew in yesterday. I never thought I would ever visit Spain. Let's see how this goes after a very unusual start! 




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