Last night's journey from London to Copenhagen was made more interesting by a baggage handlers strike in Denmark, and by the fact that my tickets had been lost in the post. So there was a long, long queue at the ticket desk while I got my tickets renewed, full of people from cancelled flights. Then there was a long, long queue for the check-in desk. Finally when I got there, there were no seats left that weren't pre-allocated. They'd taken my bag, so gave me a blank boarding pass and told me they'd issue me a seat at the gate.
At the gate they took my boarding pass, and told me to site and wait. The aircraft began boarding, and the people around me vanished. Finally I got given a boarding pass - for a seat at the front of the plane. I'd been upgraded... As were two of the representatives of the company that was flying me here to this conference, who'd been waiting to offer me one of their seats if I was bumped from the plane. The wine and brandy helped the airline dinner slide down...
The baggage hall at Copenhagen was full of piles of luggage, covering trolley and making ad hoc mazes... There must have been thousands of cases, and thousands of homes waiting for their belongings... At least we'd arrived, and were ready for the thrilling taxi ride to the hotel
At the gate they took my boarding pass, and told me to site and wait. The aircraft began boarding, and the people around me vanished. Finally I got given a boarding pass - for a seat at the front of the plane. I'd been upgraded... As were two of the representatives of the company that was flying me here to this conference, who'd been waiting to offer me one of their seats if I was bumped from the plane. The wine and brandy helped the airline dinner slide down...
The baggage hall at Copenhagen was full of piles of luggage, covering trolley and making ad hoc mazes... There must have been thousands of cases, and thousands of homes waiting for their belongings... At least we'd arrived, and were ready for the thrilling taxi ride to the hotel