OK calling an Uber now to take me to Stirling that should only be another 500 pounds (if the rest of the trip has been any indicator) where there is semi civilization and I can get some food and medicine for my GF and soon to be child. In the meantime Lets try and finish up the BA can pound sand portion of this journal.
............... So we got into Heathrow fine at about a 6PM london time. Customs was disaster. Only a couple lanes open for baggage inspection and 100's of people waiting. Again no workers at hell hellhole that is now Heathrow. Took us bit over 2 hours to get through. So we get through into Terminal 5 at around 8PM, fight to Glasgow at 10:30 pm, plenty of time to grab a bite and maybe 7 scotches for me, in the posh BA club lounge while we wait. Our morning flight out of JFK served breakfast and then light snack before landing. And then after all the time in customs its after 8pm and that was way too long already for an always hungry pregnant woman not to eat.
Get into BA lounge and hear our flight has been pushed back to 1130. I knew already it was going to get cancelled, but BA tries to maintain their charade until last minute. So we decide to try and eat . Whelp the BA lounge which is usually a pretty posh layover experience, was totally wrecked. It looked like a Denny's in a college town at 4 am once all the kids are finished destroying it after their late night post club nosh. I went for a scotch, the self serve bar was totally decimated, every bottle empty, except for a bottle of triple sec, lol. I skipped it and went to find GF who was not faring much better in the food section of the lounge. We did find some soup and had both served ourselves bowls of it when the cancellations got announced overhead. Not just ours to Glasgow, but Edinburgh and Manchester connectors too. The lounge emptied faster than mass shooting scare as everyone ran out to the lone BA booth in the middle of Terminal 5. 500 people in line, ONE CSR AT THE BOOTH! The queue time was estimated at 5 hours. And it was already 9 PM this was just going to get worse. Meanwhile BA knows this and emails and texts you numbers to call to adjust arrangements. Guess what? Those numbers repeated the same messages I got before we left on the trip, "due to call volume we cannot take your call at this time, please try again at a later date"
There was no way I could let BA control our fate any longer. It would mean actual DAYS of being stranded in Heathrow.
So I told GF that we need to forget BA and just get down to luggage and get the one bag we checked (we knew going in they would screw us and we did everything humanly possible to get everything in Carry on, but that is real tough for a 17 day trip and a few days of formal wear, but we were smart enough to make sure the stuff for the wedding was all carried on and put our later stuff in the checked bag.
Well, they wouldnt let us down to baggage and arrivals because our destination wasn't london, thus we had to hatch a plan entitled "Escape from Heathrow"............... my Uber is almost in now, we will get to that portion when Im back...............
