Bomb Scares & Airline Mishaps

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So at last, the day has come when were finally to go back home.  Our flight wasn't until after lunch and I had time for coffee with a couple of friends at over at the BBC.  It was a pleasant morning, so different from what was to greet us at the airport later in the day.

In as much I had wanted to stay longer, (I'd move here in a heartbeat!) I was also itching to leave due to the recent terrorist events that had just taken place. 

Heathrow was crazy and jampacked with travellers.  M and I had barely checked-in when an announcement on the PA system came on.  There was an unttanded suitcase very near the area where we were.  Oh God, I thought, please somebody claim that soon!  In less than two minutes' time did the same announcement come on again and I was silently freaking out.
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  I didn't want to be in the middle of an explosion, I wanted to go home.  After going through immigration and on our way to the gate, we were all stopped by airport security to fit all our carry-on luggage in one bag, including our purses!  It was insane.  We must've gone through a total of four additional security checks.  Not that it's something to complain about, the kind of security meassures enforced helped a great deal in reassuring it's just that pandemonium ruled, and you could feel the stress and anxiety in the air.

We finally boarded the plane, and in a few minutes we'd be taking off and on our way home.  Or so I thought.

It took quite sometime for our plane to taxi into the runway.  Just the usual delay, maybe we were still waiting for the last passengers to arrive.
I occupied myself photographing planes while waiting hours to take off.
  When we were finally queued up for take-off, we waited again and longer this time.  Finally, after what seemed to be an hour, it was announced that the plane was experiencing some technical problems with the wing and unless the spare parts were readily available, that it probably wouldn't be able to make the flight.  Everybody jeered and hissed.  I just prayed that that this wasn't an excuse for something more serious like another terrorist threat.  Occupying a window seat, I was relieved to see technicians actually climbing up to inspect the plane's wing.  Because of this, we were made to wait another two hours on the plane while the airline staff made transportation and hotel arrangements for all 300+ passengers.  Holyyyyyyyyy.

It was close to midnight by the time we got to our hotel.
I just love Iberia's vintage design.
  Again, total pandemonium.  There were so many questions being flung around - "When's the rescheduled flight?",  "Has that been confirmed?", "At what time will we find out?", "How will we be informed?", etc. and the poor airline staff themselves had no definite answers to give as they, too, were in the dark about the everybody's flight status.  People were harking and complaining left and right.  Me, I was just really thankful that the plane didn't take off with the condition it was in.  Who knows what could've happened had the plane taken off?  Would we still be here now?  At that point, I just wanted to crash.  I was so exhausted and still had to drag a 30kilo suitcase with a busted castor through what seemed like carpetted entrails of a chicken.  My room was aaaaall the way in the center of the floor, through a mega labyrinth of halls.  It was literally such a draaag and I lost my out coming down for our post-midnight dinner.


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