Once and only once.
I was traveling on a very long multi-stop itinerary with several different airlines when, in the middle of it, some pillocks decided it would be a good idea to try and blow planes up over the Atlantic. They might not have gotten away with it, but utter meltdown ensued regardless. I had already flown LYR-TOS
when I was informed that my next AMS
flight was canceled because of security reasons, but the CWL
flight was going as planned so I was re-booked on that... yeah right, I've flown Cityhopper enough to know they'll blame anything other that one of the Fokkers going tech! Upon arriving at CWL
the promised coach transfer to BRS
was nowhere to be seen and the ground agents expected it to be another hour at least. There was just one and a half hours until check in for my next flight to Plymouth closed - the last of the day - and the following morning I was due to travel away again on a PLH-NQY
routing. I had to be home on that flight if I was to have any hope of getting my winter gear swapped for my summer clothes.
Now I'd spent the last few days camping in Svalbard, so I wasn't exactly dressed to impress, and although one of my bags had arrived, I'd already had to describe the appearance of my other 'scruffy' rucksack to the ground staff, so when I asked them if I could be given a taxi to BRS
they just looked at me, and said a very firm no. I wandered off and made a few calls, then came back to the desk, presented my Gold FB
card and said, please phone KLM, they will
put me in a taxi. The ground crew were less than impressed and said I was wasting their time but they would try contacting KLM once, to be honest they looked a little taken aback that a backpacker had a Gold Card - I think they wondered if I'd nicked it! They seemed a bit annoyed that KLM said yes at once, and five minutes later I was on my way to BRS
in a taxi - credit to the driver, he blasted down the M4
and into England and got me into Bristol five minutes before Air Southwest's check in closed.
...love is just a camouflage for what resembles rage again...