Whew.. I'm back on the ground!

So I started my trip back to the fatherland on Saturday around5pm. I got to the airport a little later than I had hoped, but I diddled around too much, and had too much to drink the evening prior. The lineup for the counter was huge! And my flight was at 19:05! Luckily, I can check in before lots of others via the kiosk and my freq. flyer card, but I still have to stand in line to drop of my bag. You'd think they'd have an auto system for that too, but noooooo.

So I make it with about 1hr to spare, and I wander down to security. Now I always get hassled, so I just remove my shoes, belt, watch, rings, change and everything else metal. I'm also required to remove my coat, and the laptop from the bag itself. The security agent does his usual swab, but this time I hit positive for 'something'. Now they won't tell me what, but they insist on doing a full pat down (ass and groin), I must power on all electronic devices, and submit to a full baggage check. On top of that, they take down my name etc for later in case they need to reach me. *sigh*.

While waiting for my flight, I looked at my boarding pass and noticed it's an 'A' row seat. Now I've flown a few times, and 'A' usually means window. I like windows, but I also like space, and on an 6+ hr flight, I want space - sucks I'm in the window. So far, I'm not a happy camper. I decide a little PSP action to pass the time, and what da ya know - the battery is dead! Grrr.

So they call all business class, Elite and Super Elite customers to board first (yeah, I'm elite fyi). Of course, in usual dumb cow people style, everyone lines up. Fuck..

So I find my seat - SCORE I got the bulk head with lots of extra room! Still a window, but much much nicer! We take off, and the guy next to me leaves to steal another unocccupied bulk head seat so he can sit by himself, SCORE! Oh it was a sweet sweet ride I'll tell you!

Then it was over, and I was at London Heathrow 1hr early! So I'm there at 6am local time and I have to wait until 1400... sigh... So I go grab some breakfast (to the right). Mmmmm coffee and club sandwitch, it's soooo ... airport.

I wandered for a while in the shops, but alas I couldn't hold myself interested anywhere. So I sat in the same spot in a daze until boarding time.

Interestingly, the gate I'm boarding at is in a different part of Heathrow I haven't seen. I recongnize it from the movie 'Bend it like Beckham'. Now the airport people frown on taking pictures in the airport, so I snapped this on the way so it sucks.

Anyways, I'm at the hotel eating some dinner and trying to hold out until a normal bed time so I'm not totally screwed tomorrow.

G'night everyone!