The bags are packed, we have checked in on-line and have managed to get seats we want on the aircraft. It is just a shame that the 'Worlds Favorite Airline' won't let you choose your seat until 24 hour before the flight unless, of course, you pay £28. Checking in was complicated because our fellow travellers were elsewhere in UK.
Watching the countdown clock on the BA site on one computer and with the 'check-in' link highlighted on another I waited for the appointed moment when check-in was open. Pouncing as the countdown reached zero, fumbling through the registration process, the seating allocation shows were are lined up in one row, three on one side of the aisle and on the other. Trying to manipulate the pre-assigned seats to those of our choice was not intuative and led to a few frustrated 'cussings' before I manage to get two window seats, an aisle seat and a middle seat - roughly in the same part of the aircraft.
Time to charge up phone, camera, Kindle and MP3 batteries whilst stuffing clothes into a bag. Weigh bag and then remove half the clothes and repeat step one again. As usual, guide books, maps and wildlife guides take up far too much space. Epiphany moment when I realise that I can take a lap-top bag in addition to day-sack in the cabin. Room for Kindle,MP3 player and en-route sweeties.
Programme the satnav and find that my Tom-Tom hasn't been keeping up with the times and has no idea that Heathrow Terminal 5 exists. I try the the post-code gleaned from the internet, and find that too is unknown. Looks like MkI eyeball will be more use in locating junction 14 of the M25.
Doubtless, tomorrow morning will be chaotic prior to leaving the house, but once we are headed down the A1 calm will prevail - I hope.
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