god, i’m in a low this morning. i am hoping to leave tomorrow and now my body and mind is giving up on me? well thank you very much.
there’s plenty of new people in the hotel, new stranded ones. but that also means the others have left. i feel like i am the only one still here. it’s been six days and with every hour i spend on this island i dislike it more and more and more…i try to stay positive but geez, it is so hard right now. my task for today is packing – wow.
i cannot tell you how scared i am of tomorrow. if that flight is not leaving i don’t know what to do. my brain is on barely functioning mode, i can’t make rational decisions. and even if it is going i am afraid of flying back home via heathrow. yes, it is that terrible, this ordeal has made me be afraid of flying. well, not of flying but of london heathrow.
i should have booked a direct flight, i should have not gone through heathrow at all. and i will never again. and british airways? the people are fine, they only do their job and they get all the anger and frustration of the people. but high up in management THOSE need to get their heads out off their asses and start acting. i know other airlines contacted their passengers and have priority lists (been here since friday priority a, been here since saturday priority b…). what has my airline done for me? nothing! nada! i got a 10 pound food voucher on friday and that was it. no hotel voucher, no further food vouchers, no one contacted me. all i got was a gigantic phone bill and big question marks. i don’t even know if this airline knows i exist and still want to travel…
ok, i need to think positive…i know…no need to freak out now so close to the end… but what if it is not the end? what if there is a delay for whatever reason (broken airplane this time?) and i am still stuck???