Why is it that when one thing goes wrong, then that seems to lead to a string of other events that also go wrong?
Last night I was due to travel back from Rome and all was going well. I had arrived at the airport in good time, had a relaxing bite to eat, bought a few Italian goodies and was first in line to board the plane. Great, I thought, will be home at a reasonable time.
We were then asked to board the plane and got on the transfer bus, then things started to go wrong. There were only 10 of us on the bus and no others got on. We waited for 10 minutes, but were then asked to return to the terminal building. The plane had a technical fault, so I prepared myself mentally for a long delay. Thankfully the delay was only 1 hour and we were in the skies bound for Manchester and I was sat on the second row, looking for a quick exit as I only had hand baggage.
On arrival at Manchester we were told that the gate we had arrived at did not allow front of the plane access, so we had to disembark from the rear of the plane, so I was now effectively at the back, with no chance of a quick exit. 10 minutes later, I was off the plane and on to another coach.
After proceeding through passport control, I went to collect my car from the valet parking and was told my keys were not there….aaarrgghh! I had told the company that I wanted to collect my car from T1, but they had ignored this request and my car was waiting for me a T3. They were very good though and drove it over to me, but that cost me another 10 minutes.
Whilst these hold-ups were nothing major, it made me think that when things go wrong, they don’t go wrong once and it ends up being one of those journeys. There is nothing you can do about, so just go with the flow and don’t get annoyed.
By the way, I got home safely at 00:45 very tired.