Stuck in Heatrow for a while ash in the clouds.

This morning we should have landed at Heatrow at 04:55, then they told
us we were landing in Belgium Brussels, then changed their mind again
and landed at Stanstead in England instead. There they keept us in the
plane for 2 hours and flew us 15 minutes 16km to Heathrow in our
jumbojet. Shortest flight I have ever been on.

Ash is causing a lot of problems, but I am wondering why this has not
been a problem before... Vulcanos have been there all the time.

When we got to Heathrow London I had of course missed my connection to
Paris and had to rebook. At the counter the lady was ventilating to
her next seat coleague, but took my passport and said, "Oh not yet
another Paris" talking as if I was a bothersome pacage she had to deal
with - then keep on ventilating with her coleagues. After about 5
minutes or so looked at me and asked what did I want.

Feeling provoked I did not respond at once, afterall she had my
passport and boardingcard in front of her, then said I need to go to
Paris as soon as possible. I admiti I might have sounded a bit
sarcastic.

Shenthen told me the first free seat was at 7pm tonight, but I could
standby on the 1pm one and the next ones before 7pm.

Checking in again at the Main counter the guy was wondering why the
lady had not asked me to standby on the 10am.

I am wondering too, because now I am almost in Paris on the 10am.

Did the first lady try to punish me for sarcasm? May be. Is there a
spiritual lesson here? If yes it must be that sarcasm does not pay of

Sent from my iPhone Ole Jacob Groenvold