Day 4: If could go wrong, it did!
We were up
and on a bus to the airport for our flight to Basel, very early. We then had to
change buses at the Central Transport terminal at Heathrow to get to Terminal
5. Being the weekend, and a public
holiday, the services were reduced. We
just missed a bus and settled down to wait for the next one anticipating it would
arrive according to the timetable. But
it did not, so we went to get a train to Terminal 5 which we managed to miss by
about a second. Fifteen minutes later we
were on the next one and headed for check in.
It took us a bit of time to get our boarding passes and when we tried to
check our bags in, it would not take them.
A bored customer service agent told us we had missed our plane. Fortunately, a less bored person put us onto
the next flight which was seven hours later. Fortuitously, we were not charged
(apparently a nice thing BA were doing for Easter). We also had to buy new tickets for our
connecting train to Strasbourg.
Unfortunately, they were not non-refundable or transferable.
Up until
now, most travel for us has been problem free but for some reason we have
managed to rack up: a non-entry into Singapore, broken wine bottle in a
suitcase, lost e-reader, missed flight and missed train. From a positive perspective, it just shows
that sometimes the best laid plans can go awry and accepting that, and solving
the issue is the least stressful way to manage.
We spent
the time until we left for Basel in the terminal. T5 is a hanger like building which is similar
to the terminal at Hong Kong Airport. It
was full of people and for a while we wondered whether we would find a place
sit. We had a nice breakfast in
Waggamama, part of the same chain that is in Wellington. We sat there for quite while before we decided
to relocate and find another coffee.
Pret à Manger was the next venue where we found a table and based
ourselves there for the next three hours.
We also browsed the shops a little and Bev purchased a paperback to
substitute for her mislaid e-reader.
I was
really feeling like a salad for lunch and it was wonderful to find a superb range
which turned out to be as fresh and tasty as they looked. As far as airport food goes, it was
reasonably priced too.
Our flight
left on time and arrived early. That was
fortunate for us because several other flights had landed at the same time, so
immigration was having to process a lot of people. Once we got to the front of the queue, the
process was quite fast - a stamp in the
passport and we were through. Our bags
were waiting for us and we quickly went out to find a taxi to get us to the nearby
station in time for our connecting train.
Fortunately,
there were several taxis available and due to my poor pronunciation and thick
accent it took our driver a while to understand where we were going. Finally, all was clear and she was off very
quickly to the station. It was with some
relief to find that we arrived with about five minutes to spare.
We had an
event free journey to Strasbourg. The
e-ticket for the train worked well. At
Gare de Strasbourg it took us a bit of time to find the right train, but thanks
to a map on the phone and some inadequate signposting, we found the right tram,
changed at the right place and then with the help of Google Maps we finally got
to our destination just as it was getting dark.
Aurore our
host spoke a little English which was better than my French. However, I was surprised
to find the right words for things popping out of my mouth even if my sentences
probably made little sense to Aurore.
It was too
late to get any food so we found a pizza in the freezer which we will have to
replace later but it did fill a bit of a void.
Then two very tired people went to sleep.
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