Stranded in London, Part II

I have simply not been able to escape drama, this trip.

I am now stuck at LHR once more, in Terminal 1 this time.

It seems there has been an "industrial action" – or strike – involving staff related to all BA flights. At this point, all UK domestic and Europe flights have been cancelled. BA has advised affected passengers to source accommodation which would be reimbursed at a later stage.

There is a huge swarm of tired, angry and impatient people on the ground floor of Terminal 1.

I’m just finding this all too amusing.

But also a little concerned – all my connecting flights from Helsinki to Bangkok and Sydney are going to be missed. I’ve since sent an email to my travel agent, and am wondering what news he’ll have for me, come Sydney morning in about, oh, 5 hours.

On the upside, I get to book myself in at a decent hotel room tonight. Yay for not sleeping with strangers who rummage through my backpack while I’m away. And hopefully I’ll have dinner or breakfast with a friend or two.

For now, the smoke at this airport pub (of sorts) is getting to me (and my contacts), so I’m gonna get my ass outta here.