28 February 2023
The train and tube to Heathrow was uneventful, as was the flight to Madrid, at this point things started to get interesting.
I had one and half hours to get to the gate for my flight to Santiago in Chile, a gentle walk down to the gate and join the queue at lane 4. This meant I was one of the last people to be called forward to board, the next words I heard were “this boarding pass is not for this flight” less than 25 minutes to departure, so where does my flight go from, I asked, all I got was a shrug of the shoulders. I ran the full length of the terminal, several hundred meters, to find a flight board. Only one flight to Santiago this evening, the one they wouldn’t let be board. I ran the several hundred meters back to the gate, 10 minutes to departure, the same gate attendant said yes you are on this flight and handed my boarding pass to a colleague who printed me a new one, I asked for confirmation that my check in baggage was on board and ran down the boarding bridge. The plane door shut behind me and we set off. That was interesting!
I had seen a small dog being led around Madrid airport, to my surprise and amazement I was sat next to the woman with the dog. We have dogs at home and I am a dog lover, I am not sure everyone would be happy sat next to a woman with a dog for 13 hours.
I hope my arrival in Santiago is less eventful.
