We had to leave at 3.15 in order to catch our 7.15 flight to Vienna. The news was reporting that 90% of flights within the UK were being cancelled because of the fog, but Lufthansa assured us that our flight was going to board. The news was creating, as much as reporting on, the FRENZY at the airport. Police were guarding all the terminal doors and only admiting people one hour before their flights even though the airlines were telling people to arrive at least 2 hours early.
The entire island was fogged in, the 3.45 airport bus was full. FULL...at 3.45 in the morning. The bus driver had no sympathy and mentioned that there would be another bus "soon". His nonchalance was annoying. I wish we had taken a photo of the MAYHEM that was Terminal 2. There were lines snaking back and forth six or seven deep going the length of a very long room. People with skis, people with children, people with frowns and gnashed teeth. Every-so-often a uniformed person would yell a flight number and 15 people would jump out of line. There were German people and British people and Irish and Georgian people...
and I had an idea.
I swerved and ducked and "excused" my way to the e-check-in terminal and checked us in. It was as easy as that- a total V-8 moment. All we had to do after that was que up in a much shorter line to check our luggage. Piece of cake!
we arrive in Vienna.
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