It’s amazing what a little snow will do to mess up your best-laid plans.
Today I was due to be away in the UK for a couple of days, mixed business/pleasure trip. Things didn’t quite go as planned.
Because of the poor weather we’ve been having during the past few days (here are some photos on Flickr from yesterday), my wife and I showed up at Amsterdam’s Schiphol airport early this morning to catch our 10:40 British Airways flight to London Heathrow. We’d heard about the major flight delays during yesterday because of serious disruptions due to the bad weather and were expecting some effects from that.
What we didn’t expect was to spend over four hours at Schiphol trying to get a flight, any flight, to Heathrow or Gatwick, to no avail. The airport was absolute chaos with hundreds of people trying to get flights to various destinations around Europe. We heard that some 50 incoming and departing flights had been cancelled since last night. Eventually, the best BA could offer us was a potential departure to Heathrow at about 6pm or later, but no guarantees a flight would go. We decided to not do that.
So back home mid afternoon, retrieve Jones from the cat hotel a couple of days early and accept the reality that we wouldn’t be joining my sister and the rest of the family for a special get-together tonight at Miltons in Wokingham.
So we raise a glass of champagne here in Amsterdam instead and say – happy birthday, Pam!