Stop over at Heathrow

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  London, England, United Kingdom
Friday, January 30, 2009

As before I stopped at Heathrow airport.  It is not the most exciting airport in the world, and it usually saddens me when I walk through there.  To begin with I walked behind Davíð Oddson (see link for details), who was on the same flight as me.  He seemed tired, but thinner and friskier then often before.  I don't hate him like so many Icelander, though at the same time I don't worship him either.  He is being fired from his job as these words are being written (3.feb.2009).

Anyways, it was interesting to see an ad on the walls from HSBC, where they displayed the Blue Lagoon in Iceland, as being a picture from Russia!

I felt sorry for the woman at the check in counter for Air China.  She was checking everyones hand luggage, making sure they were not too heavy.  This is difficult in todays world though - as everyone has laptops, cameras and other electronic things that they don't really want to check in.  The woman asked me to hold my laptop in my hand when I would walk on board the plane.  One of these crazy rules, that is - my hand luggage was too heavy for one bag, so somehow it would be safer to carry it in two bags (ensuring that I had no hands free), and then put the laptop back in the bag ones I got inside.  But my mood was good, and I just smiled and promised her I would do this (totally forgot about it though).

Outside I had my last cigarett. The weather was nice and us the smoker were all huddle up together while a yellow dressed cleaner walked between us, cleaning up after us constantly.  I had too many hours to kill, but decided that I would not just wait out there to have more cigaretts, and therefore went through the security control.  For all the huge corridors and long walks at Heathrow, the launge is horribly tight.  It manages to be confusing though, with toilets at each end of it, and small corridors leading in all sorts of directions, ensuring that anyone not totally aware of what he is doing will get lost.  This was terminal 3, but aparently number 5 is the newest and coolest thing.  However, I don't think anyone has ever flown out of there ;-).

Of course it was the typical British breakfast, as per usual at Heathrow, along with the latest Empire magazine.  Then it was off to my 10 hour flight to Beijing.

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