The Journey Begins ... Brackley - Antigua
December 11, 2008
This was it, it was 03.00 and I'd just got up to start my latest wondering...
Leaving the house at 03.45, I made my way to Heathrow (my Dad giving me a lift... yay for parents), an hour later I was there and ready to start my journey to Guatemala, via Madrid. Checking in, I waved farewell to my luggage, praying that the next time I would see it would be safe and well in Guatemala City Airport.
Having not flown out of any of the older Terminals in Heathrow for a long time I was quite suprised at how "tired" looking Terminal 2 is, the Boarding gate was somewhat grim and reminded me of the old tempory class rooms we used to have a school.
After a while I borded the plane and prepared for the flight to Madrid, we took off half hour late; however the flight was uneventful so I couldn't complain (except that Iberia charge for Breakfast ... so I didn't have any)!
Arriving in Madrid, the passengers who were transferring flights we asked to stay on the plane while the other passengers disembarked, finally we boarded a bus and were shipped half way across the airport to the correct Terminal (4S), where I was able to have a Breakfast and boarded my plane to Guatemala City about 11.30.
The plane took off 1 hour late due to technical difficulties ... very reassuring I must say. The flight again was uneventful, although it felt horribly long and very boring. I was suprised at the lack of In-Flight entertainment I guess, I've only flown with BA recently so I've been spoilt by the personal TV screens and huge selection of films. Having to watch a film on a TV that was halfway down the other end of the cabin, felt like I was back in the early '90's... still it's only a minor gripe... I got to Guatemala safely which is all that matters.
Immigration and customs were no problems and I was through to baggage collection in no time, this provided me with the most amusement of the day, as I watched a sniffer dog on the other carousel walking along the belt sniffing all the bags ... I was intrigued to know where the flight had come from but never got to find out!
Outside the airport it appeared to be a scrum with taxi drivers, after looking around a bit, I choose my taxi agreed a price $30 and set off to Antigua. After an hour I finally arrived at my home for the next two nights ... Jungle Party Hostel. I checked in, watched the end of No Country for Old Men on the large TV and headed to bed around 21.30, feeling absolutely shattered.
Leaving the house at 03.45, I made my way to Heathrow (my Dad giving me a lift... yay for parents), an hour later I was there and ready to start my journey to Guatemala, via Madrid. Checking in, I waved farewell to my luggage, praying that the next time I would see it would be safe and well in Guatemala City Airport.
Having not flown out of any of the older Terminals in Heathrow for a long time I was quite suprised at how "tired" looking Terminal 2 is, the Boarding gate was somewhat grim and reminded me of the old tempory class rooms we used to have a school.
After a while I borded the plane and prepared for the flight to Madrid, we took off half hour late; however the flight was uneventful so I couldn't complain (except that Iberia charge for Breakfast ... so I didn't have any)!
Arriving in Madrid, the passengers who were transferring flights we asked to stay on the plane while the other passengers disembarked, finally we boarded a bus and were shipped half way across the airport to the correct Terminal (4S), where I was able to have a Breakfast and boarded my plane to Guatemala City about 11.30.
The plane took off 1 hour late due to technical difficulties ... very reassuring I must say. The flight again was uneventful, although it felt horribly long and very boring. I was suprised at the lack of In-Flight entertainment I guess, I've only flown with BA recently so I've been spoilt by the personal TV screens and huge selection of films. Having to watch a film on a TV that was halfway down the other end of the cabin, felt like I was back in the early '90's... still it's only a minor gripe... I got to Guatemala safely which is all that matters.
Immigration and customs were no problems and I was through to baggage collection in no time, this provided me with the most amusement of the day, as I watched a sniffer dog on the other carousel walking along the belt sniffing all the bags ... I was intrigued to know where the flight had come from but never got to find out!
Outside the airport it appeared to be a scrum with taxi drivers, after looking around a bit, I choose my taxi agreed a price $30 and set off to Antigua. After an hour I finally arrived at my home for the next two nights ... Jungle Party Hostel. I checked in, watched the end of No Country for Old Men on the large TV and headed to bed around 21.30, feeling absolutely shattered.
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