Did I say we loved SNOW?!!!!

After a lovely lovely week in Stockholm, we were off to London on a British Airways flight arriving in London at 5.30 pm local time.

The flight was slightly delayed leaving Stockholm, and some 30 minutes later we were off! I love flying...and we were actually travelling with Marga, Anders and the kids who were off to Australia for Christmas via London. We arrived into London airspace (the view of London's lights is stunning), which was good, then over the speaker comes "we apologise ladies and gentleman but we are experiencing some delays and we will need to hold for awhile" which turned out to be not too long and we were able to land...safely...with snow everywhere! Thankfully.....

Over the speaker comes "ladies and gentleman we apologise but because of the snow there have been significantly delays with flights leaving and flights arriving and there are no parking spaces available until the current flights have been cleared...there will be a 1 hour wait. Thank you for your patience!" Oh, okay 1 hour won't be too bad...will it?

Speaker "ditto...sorry but we've just been informed that the wait will be 2 and half hours. Huh!!!!!!!!!! Tired, thirsty and hungry...we waited and waited and waited and waited. We read the newspaper from cover to cover; played with the 2 year old to keep her from going nuts (and me for that matter - do you know how much room there is on a fully loaded aeroplane - NOT MUCH!!!!!!!!!!); spoke to the Captain (who had come down the plane placate us - didn't work!); found food; found drinks (tiny cans of fizz - no water!); went to the toilet (lots - although the line up outside was quite long!); moved seats; got to know the people in front and behind and behind them and behind them...and THEN - speaker: "ladies and gentleman...they have found us a parking space and we will be pushing forward (sounds technical doesn't it!!!) but...."

Anyway long and short of it we finally arrived and then had to wait for them to find some stairs to come and get us off the plane, but before we could do that we had to wait for the buses to arrive to take us to the terminal...we finally got there, 6 - 7 hours after we left Stockholm - the flight was about 2 hours.

Now the fun began!!!

We followed the thousands of people toward the passport control and lined up...for about an hour! "Are you here for a holiday?" asked the passport lady. "Well we would like it too be a holiday...still waiting for it to start...can we go now?"

Off to baggage collection with thousands of people...as well as those whose flights had been cancelled...and all their luggage. Which carousel?????? No signs of where our luggage was going to turn up, so David waited with all the hand luggage (I needed a walk very badly! Leg cramps!!!) and I scouted all the carousels and then out of the blue, I spotted it...I could see our pink name tags from a distance...thank you, thank you David for insisting on PINK name tags. There they were...and there I was - it was a joyful reunion. I rang David to meet me somewhere - as there was no way I was getting back through the crowds to find him. Our eyes locked across the room and we found each other (and our luggage!) All was well.

Now where's the tube????

No pics - sorry!