Well, the day started badly. When we got up at 08:00, we were greeted by news reportsn that there had been a huge amount of rain, and that parts of Boston were at a standstill due to roads being flooded.
We aimed to catch the 09:00 Airport Shuttle, but it didn’t turn up until 09:30, and our flight was at 10:30, so we were cutting it a bit fine, but luckily the journey only took about 10 minutes. However, it got better.
We tried to use the electronic check-in, got to the stage of telling the system how many bags that we had, and it crashed out with an error. We wend to a check-in desk, and were told that we needed to use the phone to the help line, but whilst we were waiting for an answer, our names were called out to put our baggage through, as the baggage tags had printed, but the boarding passes had not.
We had to join another queue, where some inconsiderate bastard was rebooking his entire flight, when everyone else in the queue only wanted their boarding pass.
We eventually got our boarding passes, and had to run to the gate, getting there just before it closed, phew.
We had a bit of a wait for the shuttle between La Guardia and JFK airports, but once we got to JFK, we had a 5 hour wait for our flight to Madrid. Luckily I had the latest Potter to keep me occupied, and Alice had her Ipod, so it wasn’t too bad.
However, when we finally boarded, we found that we had a family of about 7 that included a SCREAMING baby, which was sat with its mum, next to Alice :o(
The mother eventually swapped seats with one of the kids, but the bloody baby spent a lot of the journey crying, meaning that not a lot of sleep was obtained.
Why the hell do people with small babies insist on flying, its not like the baby is going to remember anything from the trip, they should be banned for the sanity of the rest of the passengers.
Didn’t get much sleep, then had to put up with about 3 different passport and security checks at Madrid, and I thought that the US were paranoid. In Spain, we had 2 people check our passport and boarding passes within about 6 feet of each other, I think thts a bit unnecessary!!!!
Eventually got back to the house at 11:45, only to find the front of our house still littered with the remains of the back boiler. I checked my phone, and found that I had a voicemail from a British Gas person, and needless to say, I left them a message saying how disappointed I was at their service, I was absolutely furious.
Now been up for probably 26 hours straight. Alice has gone to bed to get some sleep, but I’m going to try and stay up, and just get an early night tonight, but its not easy as I am bloody knackered.