I have arrived
Trip Start
Oct 24, 2006
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Trip End
Nov 12, 2006
The journey here started with two night buses and a changeover in Trafalgar Square in an atmosphere best described as "tetchy".
Heathrow was an eerily quiet place, gearing up very slowly for a rush-hour I'd never see and there are no LOT desks, everyone is filtered through BMI, but nonetheless my luggage and my check-in for both flights was done right there. Plane arrived on time at the Warsaw Frederic Chopin Airport (Port Lotniczy im. F. Chopina) and I was greeted by an X-ray bag check despite being on an "internal" EU flight. When it was over I ran through to the transfer area to be greeted by a clock bearing a time past the "boarding time" on my ticket.
A remarkably unflustered LOT rep told me that it was the 'boarding time' not the departure time though, so I settled down for a wait.
Ich fand es auch lustig dass ich neben einer Deutscher (aus Hamburg, denke ich) sitzen zwischen Polen und Belarus. Er liest Bild und Welt Kompakt (komisch).
Sitting on the Brasilian Embraer 170 and devouring the chocolate, pretzels and spreads they throw at me. I've never eaten so much snack food on a journey before than on that flight, all of it free too.
Anyway, finally got here. Belarusian immigration was a lot less complicated and long-winded than I had been led to expect.
Heathrow was an eerily quiet place, gearing up very slowly for a rush-hour I'd never see and there are no LOT desks, everyone is filtered through BMI, but nonetheless my luggage and my check-in for both flights was done right there. Plane arrived on time at the Warsaw Frederic Chopin Airport (Port Lotniczy im. F. Chopina) and I was greeted by an X-ray bag check despite being on an "internal" EU flight. When it was over I ran through to the transfer area to be greeted by a clock bearing a time past the "boarding time" on my ticket.
A remarkably unflustered LOT rep told me that it was the 'boarding time' not the departure time though, so I settled down for a wait.
Ich fand es auch lustig dass ich neben einer Deutscher (aus Hamburg, denke ich) sitzen zwischen Polen und Belarus. Er liest Bild und Welt Kompakt (komisch).
Sitting on the Brasilian Embraer 170 and devouring the chocolate, pretzels and spreads they throw at me. I've never eaten so much snack food on a journey before than on that flight, all of it free too.
Anyway, finally got here. Belarusian immigration was a lot less complicated and long-winded than I had been led to expect.


