Blanket security.
Feb. 18th, 2011 03:49 pmTink took me back to her parents place for a fantastic barbecue lunch. Ate steak! And pasta and salad and potatoes and ice cream. And made sure there were no leftovers. Saw the place. It was lovely. Chatted to the family. They were lovely. I'd met Tink's family before and am very fond of them all.
Then it was time to take the car back. Found my away back to the airport easily enough. They don't seem to have noticed the extra scratch so that's all fine. Discussed terrible service in Israel with another passenger.
Then onto the airport. This was extremely tedious.
Asked a bunch of questions by a security person. Asked the same bunch of questions and asked why I'd been to the UAE. Bag went through scanner. Directed to the search area. Bag was searched. Odly enough there was a remote control in there which caused confusion (I'd left it in there when I moved back from Cheltenham). Got to passport control. Was pulled out for further checks. Finally got the shuttle bus to terminal 3 (EasyJet obviously aren't willing to pay the price of a check-in desk in the prestigious international terminal). Dropped car off at 1527, arrived at gate at 1715. Have decided to sit down rather than queue for a better seat.
Sun's setting and it's a Friday so the airport is pretty much closing down now.
Bought a coffee at the airport. Order was taken, I was given change and the girl who took my order disappeared and left everyone else to deal with me without actually explaining that I'd made the order or giving me a receipt. See earlier comment about customer service.
One plus side - free internet. Why do British airports not provide this? I think it's the only country where this is the case.
Did have a lovely time in Israel despite taxi drivers (that really deserves a rant on its own but not yet). Really tiring. Thanks to
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