Second, when we landed, we had to wait so long to leave the plane cos of problems with the gate. And worse still, there was a problem with the walkway so we had to climb off the plane using the steps, and then had to climb up the steps to the airport, with our heavy hand luggage!
Third, the immigration people were mean and super unfriendly. (Hope I don’t get in trouble for saying this! Haha.)
Fourth, Daryl’s luggage got left behind in Finland – helloooo?! Talk about super “sway” (i.e. unlucky to the power of thousands.)
Fifth, our hostel beds were shaking and squeaky. And the wash basin had two taps, one for cold water and one for hot water – which meant that you either freeze your hands to death bushing your teeth, or you burn them. *roll eyes*
Sixth, it rained the next day while we were there (although this is probably normal. Haha)
Seventh is the worst and WORST and WORSTEST of all (Pardon the bad English… haha). It was horrors of horrors for us regarding our flight out of London. Of course it started off as an error made by Yvonne and me… we looked at the flight time instead of the check-in time. *sighs* Anyway here’s the story.
At the start, at Victoria station, we found out that bus took 1.5 hr to reach. And anyway we missed the bus. So we hailed a cab to get to King’s Cross station for 13+ pounds, when actually we have the rail pass. Then we ran like crazy to find the train which was not directly at King’s Cross but a bit further. Next we jumped onto a train which saved us a precious 8 mins. But we weren’t sure so I was like a crazy woman asking people “does this train go to Luten Airport?!?!” in a frantic voice. Reached station and had to go down so many escalators just to exit the place. And then, horror, must take 10min shuttle bus ride to the airport. Reached airport and, horror, the queue was super long (not exaggerating). I went to last min check in queue and we managed to get ticket (felt like crying by then). But before that, there was this ridiculous (age around 30plus) guy who cut my queue saying that “My plane has left”. Like as if that was a valid reason, rah. In my mind, I was like “hello??! My plane is going to leave lor!”. Ran to departure, horror, the queue for scanning was so long! One by one, asked for people’s permission to overtake them. Then one guy asked us to just cut the queue if we are desperate. And so we did… by crawling under the table (which was the barrier). We were so stressed cos we were scared that the authorities stop us, or that people would scold us. Finally, when inside waiting area, I cried in the toilet from all the pent up stress. And then, guess what? Our flight delayed for half an hour. Diao. In the end, I was so tired that I slept like a pig on the plane which I never ever thought I could do. I fell asleep after we took off and didn’t wake up until when it was going to land. Even then, Daryl had to nudge me wake… I didn’t hear a single announcement. Haha.
Some of the only perks we had in London:
We saw the London eye from the plane before landing and it was really pretty with all the lights switched on. While in the plane, we saw a fox outside in the field. My first time ever seeing a fox! Haha. We received good news about Daryl’s luggage (thankfully it was not lost) the next day. The highlight of the day was a buffet meal at Pizza Hut! Ting Jun is so nice, thanks (not that he’ll ever read this. Haha)! =)
*sigh* how sad that this is the version of London for us. Much later on when we were leaving for Singapore from London on the 17th June, we had trouble in London again. That will be for a later post.
Hyde Park
Buckingham Palace
Big Ben
London Eye
London's "red telephone box"
The Pizza Hut buffet that made me so happy :) and full. Haha.
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