Emily Hoffberg - Lindy Hopper

So I had a nice time having tea at LHR, but I didn’t get home until about 7pm, and I woke up at about 6am this morning. Gaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!!!

Normally I don’t have this sort of reaction to travlign, but because I hav ebeen doing so much of it lately, every moment counts, and I understand that everyone has a budget to stick to, but FUCK ME, this is silly. I admit, it’s my fault for not looking through the details, so this is my punishment for being so uninvolved. But uh!! I vow, right now, that I will be much more proactive in my flights if other people are taking care of them for me.

The sad this about this (for me) is that now that I know all of this, I still have more traveling to do before I can apply my new lesson-learned. I will spend ALL next Wednesday trying to get to Italy, which really should take no more than 4 hours. Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck!

I believe that people should pay for their stupidity. I am paying. Dearly.

One of the many exciting things about traveling so often is that so many things can happen before you arrive to your destination.

Last week I came back from Quebec and it took me twelve hours to get home. I had looked at my ticket, but hadn’t quite focused on my return flight. Had I, I probably would have taken a 7:00 flight vs a 10:00 am flight and would have had a shorter layover subsequently. Gar!!!!!

Currently I am in Europe and I have already had quite the travel experience. I flew into Paris and then took 2 trains to get to Grenoble. To get to the Lyon St Exupery airport, I had to take a tram to a bus and from there, I am scheduled for two more flights before I arrive to my next destination.

For this tour, I arranged it I’d so I wouldn’t have to purchase my own flights. Unfortunately by doing that, I lost some control on how and when I travel. Normally I book direct flight for myself unless they are $150 or more than something with a layover because frankly my time is with something. I did, however, forget to specify that I’d like to check ALL the details of the travel plans and approve them before they are bought. So really it’s my fault that I have a travel schedule that I am not pleased with. Arg!!!!!!!

Ok, that was my rant for the day. I might need to do it again when I switch cities.

Ok, so now that I am in Terminal 5 (the new wing) at London, Heathrow Airport, I am actually having a rather good time. Kev and I have spent some time looking around at clothing, jewelery, shoes, and cars that we cannot afford, which was a tad depressing, so we decided to cheer ourselves up with a snack.

We headed to the pub at the end of the terminal near the A gates, and I had a “proper” British tea. I had tea (of course), a scone with clotted cream and jam, 3 finger sandwiches, and a little slice of cake. Yum Yum!! And only for 10 euro!!! More expensive than I would have liked, but considering I was in England and that tea at Harrod’s is about U$40, it was fine.

So the travel arrangements weren’t as bad as I had made them out to be. And flying British Airways was rather nice. The seats were big and they served food. Wow - service!