London, I am here.

Arrived safe and sound. Very tired but that shall pass too.

I had to wait for 4 hrs in Dusseldorf for my connecting flight to London. The wait turned out to be very interesting, as the airport officials decided to have some fun with a few passengers. A few turned out into 150 people who were asked to leave the plane which they already boarded for Los Angeles, USA, due to ‘technical reasons’. Essentially, the security procedures when flying to the USA are very different then to any other country. The customs officer failed to do as required, so all passengers on the plane had to collect their belongings, leave the plane and go through the security again. FUN, FUN, FUN!

Poor little people going to London happened to share the waiting area with the LA group. Our flight ended up being delayed as no one knew which gate to send us to. Gate B37, Gate B18, Gate C41, Gate B22 and Gate B38, were the magical numbers we had to play with. After running madly throughout the airport, we decided to start taking bets on the next gate number…why not make some cash?! We almost ended up boarding a plane to Djerba, which would have been a lot of fun, considering I do not even know where that is!

Now, to top this cake with a nice little red cherry, do pay attention to the first gate number I mentioned. Our final gate was the gate B37, with our plane which never moved an inch. How ironic, EH! Dusseldorf airport, thank you for an eventful afternoon and a total of 5 stamps in my passport. Too bad I was not travelling on a train. :)