I had my breakfast around 6am and it's now 11.10am, I'm not hungry, but I am wondering if I should maybe get a sandwich, purely because I'm bored. I'm currently camped out in a cafe/bar with a soda water with a slice of lemon bobbing on the surface... and a straw, because I am on my holidays. I'm facing the windows and while it's still foggy, I've just seen one small plane take off and I haven't heard of any further cancellations. Fog still looks pretty thick though.
It's now 12.20, thank God I have my journal and a magazine to keep me occupied. After much roaming around the Terminal shops and lounges and waiting areas, I have checked out every sandwich in Terminal 3 and I concede that I am pretty underwhelmed by the choices available. In the absence of anything I fancy, I've plumped for a BLT in Costa. Fog started to lift, but it now looks as bad as it did at 8am. It'll be another two hours at least before I know if my next scheduled flight will go ahead. Supposed to be brilliant sunshine at my destination... if I ever get there.
My long weekend break hasn't quite started how I expected it to, but hopefully, I'll still get to my friends at some point, today. If the 3.35 is cancelled, I think there is still one more flight this evening, on which to pin my hopes.
Note to self, pack ham, salad sandwiches in future... just in case.
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