...in London town a go go...
Parliament with Westminster Abbey in the fore
Thursday, April 15, 2010
F*&k!
Airport HELL today.
I spent 3 hours just trying to check in for my flight out of Heathrow. Delta Airlines' computer system apparently had a major melt-down and couldn't verify the security screening information customers were providing. Therefore, no boarding passes could be issued. Quoth I, "But that's what you do."
Concurrently, a volcano exploded under a glacier in Iceland this morning. It's cast an ash cloud progressively further over Ireland, Scotland, northern England, the Midlands, and finally the South. http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/uk/8621407.stm
Because of Delta's stupidity, our 9:15 AM flight didn't begin boarding until 10:45, though everyone knew to get situated and seated quick. LHR had been announced to close at 12 noon. They quite literally saw it coming.
Yet when noon came, were still sitting at the gate; alternatively being told the flight was cancelled, no wait! the flight might go, oh so sorry we are indeed cancelled. Which also meant everyone on board was the absolute last of the entire grounded UK flying population to be able to scramble for a hotel room. All booked.
Look, I've loved this trip. And I further acknowledge a volcanic eruption is beyond Delta's ability to control or predict (although I counter we never should have been so late as to become cancelled). But this morning I was very ready to get home, play with the kids, watch some playoff hockey, chill American-style.
Instead, I am booked at the Quality Hotel / Slough (pronounced like "Ow! This f$cking situation hurts my f*cking head"). Until Saturday! At nearly 200 bucks a night! Plus tax. Including -- but not limited to -- 15% VAT. Oh well, better get used to that. It's coming to the US soon. (Man I am pissed. Even gratuitously worked in a way to trash Obama because of Delta's incompetence and a freakin' volcanic eruption.)
And quality is exactly what it's not.
Tuesday, April 13, 2010
Monday, April 12, 2010
Breakfast & Bed & Counting Sheep
The Full English breakfast...
...at the Kings Head Hotel
...while the sheep remain inside their pen across the road.
Old Weathertop
Climbin' up on Solisbury Hill
I could see the city lights
Wind was blowin
Time stood still
A bunch of hobbits started duking it out with a bunch of wraiths
It's actually called Roseberry Topping, located not in the Shire but a shire -- North Yorkshire to be precise. But it does remind me either of something out of the Lord of the Rings or a Led Zepplin album cover, which is pretty much the same thing. To top it off, the sign at the bottom says the hill was sacred to Odin, Norse god of war.
Anyway, I got into England on Sunday, went for a little hike up a very steep hill (320 meters from base). Business thru Wednesday. Driving is a trip. I've warned everyone I meet to stay off the roads this week. That whole left side thing with roundabouts everywhere. With a stick to boot!
Good thing I don't have to drive up any hills though. Right Mucous?
Thursday, April 1, 2010
Flakes
Well my toilet went crazy yesterday afternoon
The plumber he said, "Never flush a tampoon."
This great information cost me half a week's pay
and the toilet blew up later on the next day.
- Frank
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