Thursday, 3 November 2011
Everything went so well until the last half hour before I left. Then everything caught up with me.
My main case had been packed since Friday. No problems. It only weighed 18.4k even with my 'Glasgow' stuff in it. That's 2 k lighter than when I went to France a few months ago. By the time I leave for NZ my case will probably only weigh about 16k. Bizarre. It is accounted for by the fact that I'm not going on holiday (where I have difficulty travelling sans kitchen sink), I'm changing houses (both of which have a kitchen sink).
Stornoway Airport security staff had become notorious on the Island for their officious and unpleasant attitude and the fact that getting through security there was a worse ordeal even than a trip through Los Angeles Airport (voted worst airport in the world by most travellers I know). My case has been packed with precision and care given that it contains a computer (not my Apple laptop I have to add, camera equipment and so on) and the thought of having to unpack it (at Stornoway there are random searches of hold luggage because there is no x-ray there for large cases) was the stuff of nightmares. Figuring that the earlier I arrived at the airport the greater the chance of my case being chosen, I arrived just before close of check-in. It worked! A few years ago when I travelled out through the airport 9 times in 9 consecutive weeks my hand luggage was gone through on 8 of those 9 occasions. This time I got through without challenge at all. Not only that but there had been, I think, a complete change of staff since I last went through earlier this year. Better still, the lady putting things through the x-ray actually said 'Hello'. Amazing.
The gales that has swept up the Island for a few hours had abated and the flight was very calm. I was lost in though as we came in to land in Glasgow and actually got quite a surprise when we hit the ground - in an perfect landing.
If the rest of the journey goes that well I'll be in for a very pleasant time.