Heathrow Nightmare
Have you ever watched drama movies that showed the people running from one end of the airport to the other with that frantic wild-eyed look? I used to laugh at those scenes because whenever I flew for holidays we always had so much time to kill in the duty free I could never imagine what it must be like. Well, they say never laugh too hard because you never know when you could be the one and those words rung so true on my way back!
On Friday, I managed to leave the office a bit earlier and hopped into the City for a quick dinner and catch-up with some friends there. We went to my absolute favourite roast duck restaurant in the world - 4 Seasons on Bayswater! You have to try this duck! I don’t normally eat duck but ooh-la-la…the smell of this duck is enough to make any duck-hater turn to a duck-lover!
I caught the Heathrow Express from Paddington. It’s a great way to get to the airport as it takes only 15 minutes and I got there before 8pm for my 10pm flight.The nightmare started though when I got off the train. My flight was in Terminal 3 which was a terribly loooooong walk which involved several escalators and a long walk outside the airport. When I arrived, I was gobsmacked to see a queue reaching all the way almost to the doors! That was the queue! It was mayhem everywhere as it was summer and inching along that queue to get to the check-in desk took more than an hour. It didn’t help that their systems kept slowing down and every other passenger seemed to have multiple luggages except for me with my small bag! After I managed to get my boarding pass (last seat on the flight!), I headed up the escalator and boom, Nightmare No. 2!
All passengers from Heathrow are only allowed one hand luggage including a handbag and I had my tote bag with another little bag bursting with crisps and goodies for the sibs. Panicking, I took out the crisps (two 18-pack ones) and stuffed the little bag into my brand new tote! I was stopped again when I tried to pass and when the girl saw what I had in my plastic bag, she went:
Oh My God! You are bringing back crisps?!!
I sheepishly nodded, cooked up a story about how much my sibs loved their good ol’ English crisps and she finally let me through provided I didn’t put the crisps into any plastic bag but hold it in my hand. And so, that was how Pinkelle made it across to the security X-rays and sniggering customs officers holding 2 giant bags of multi-pack crisps. What a great advertisement for Walkers!
After we cleared the X-ray security, there was another security checkpoint where we all had to take off our shoes and put them through the machine! This was bordering insanity as we were all starting to run late for our boarding and travelers’ shoes aren’t exactly the best aroma or sight in the world!
I spilled out to the duty free after that, took out my little bag, stuffed the crisps back in and sprinted towards the gate without even a chance to sniff at the duty free shops! Ah…but fluffy moments didn’t stop there! I stopped by the loo and while washing my hands, a girl came up to me with my passport and boarding pass! :O I’d left it on the rack in the toilet and totally forgotten about it! Thank goodness for good samaritans!
Finally made it to the gate which was a million miles away just in time to board and settle down for the extremely full flight home. That was one huge nightmare! So if anyone’s headed out to London and will be returning via Heathrow, please allow yourselves at least 3 hours to check in if you want to browse their excellent duty free section!
P/S Crisps, sausage rolls, pork pies, scotch eggs and my tarpau-ed roast duck from 4 Seasons arrived all in one piece!
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Glad you made it home safe and sound and in one piece - crisps, sausage rolls, pork pies, scotch eggs, roast duck and all!
How come they didn’t stop you with that haul of food in your bags? LOL!
PE says: LOL! Yes! I and the foodstuff made it home in one piece! Luckily we aren’t like Oz otherwise I wouldn’t have been able to bring in anything!
Yay for grocery shopping in London!
Everything was yummilicious - thank oo! And you didn’t tell us about the passport thing! :O DAd will absolutely freaking kill you if he knew
PE says: Yep he would so shhhh….
Wahahaha, I can’t believe you actually took home pork pie and scotch eggs and ROAST DUCK??? Do Malaysians like all those? I never thought of taking them home to my brother and his family. I only take home Digestive biscuits and order huge leg of pork ham and cold roasted turkey from Sainsburys Deli.
PE says: Hehe…in my family, when you don’t know what to bring home you bring food! Not just any other roast duck but the roast duck from 4 Seasons in Bayswater!
Try taking that back to your bro next time…he’ll love you for it!
OMG….Walkerssssss….*slurp*
Glad you made it back safely! =))
PE says: Thanks Soo Yin!
*offers a Walkers pack to Soo Yin*
Drooling…you left your passport and boarding pass behind??? Your lucky stars were shining so brightly PE!!
PE says: They were! Thank goodness for lucky stars!
Gosh, any chance those crisps will still be there when I get to KL?
PE says: Come down to KL soon, call us and you might hit jackpot!
uh-huh, I could relate to all that nightmare at Hethrow. went to visit my friend in London once, and oh gosh, the queue… the frantic-ness… at least you still have your crisps after all that trouble, yeah? hehe!
PE says: Yep, I guarded them with my life! Haha…and they did arrive in one piece
Wow, what a horror! I too have had experiences bordering along your nightmares. Frankfurt Airport is the worst of the lot! Haha, but I can smile about it all now. It was pretty gruesome then, dashing along, banging into people, stumbling over trolleys, pleading with Uniforms, ignoring dagger looks from other travelers, and just making it in the nick of time, sweating profusely! Not a nice way to travel. But, pork pies! And 4 Seasons at Bayswater!!
PE says: Ouch and I thought Heathrow was bad! But hey, nothing’s going to stop the Emperor from his Lormaikai, huh?!
Not even crazy airport!
Wah.. Pork pies and roasted duck!!! Frankly, I’m scared of family asking for food products because they want alot! I remember buying a carton of ten roasted goose from HK before. Terrible experience.
PE says: TEN?!! Whew..luckily my family’s small and quite happy with one already! Hope you’re coming along fine