Woo hoo!
Today we got up early, packed all of our belongings, and got some breakfast -- our last in our beloved breakfast place.
We decided not to repeat our mistake on the way in, and walked the short distance to Paddington Station. My friend Heidi requested a picture of Paddington Bear, and so we had to oblige:
We had to catch the Heathrow Express train to the airport, where we had to find our check-in desk for Aer Lingus. They were restricting carry ons for some reason, so we had to check our suitcases, and then we headed through security. Somehow I managed to set off the alarm, and so I got patted down (bad touch! stranger danger!) on a pretty personal level... and my carry-on was searched (thanks to my crochet scissors!). While a bit inconvenient and not pleasant, it is funny after the fact :).
We wandered and people-watched, at a lovely lunch at an airport pub, and headed to the gate. Heathrow is quite well-organized, and so the gate was easy to find.
Waited there for a bit as the plane unloaded and was cleaned (I guess), and Brian noticed the name of the mobile stairs they were using with our plane: Menzies.
Well, this of course started a whole slew of jokes about how no one can use those stairs for one week out of the month because the stairs are bloated and crampy, etc... I'm sure you can use your imagination, eheheh.
We wandered and people-watched, at a lovely lunch at an airport pub, and headed to the gate. Heathrow is quite well-organized, and so the gate was easy to find.
Waited there for a bit as the plane unloaded and was cleaned (I guess), and Brian noticed the name of the mobile stairs they were using with our plane: Menzies.
Well, this of course started a whole slew of jokes about how no one can use those stairs for one week out of the month because the stairs are bloated and crampy, etc... I'm sure you can use your imagination, eheheh.
More later! TTFN!
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