travels part dua

little girl is gone and we are back....

Next, Flight from London to Rome. We're buckled in, pushed away from the gate, starting toward the runway when the announcement came on that there was a problem with the tire. 30 min later, problem diagnosed, the tire is flat (even though it had just been changed), they fix that tire only to discover, in intervals of every 30 minutes that the other tire was flat.....

This would be frustrating except inside the cabin two Canadians had made friends with the flight attendant. Not only did she sneak two bottles of single malt scotch from First Class (with a whisper of "don't tell my boss") but she lent her cell phone so we could phone our hotel in Rome to tell them we would be two hours late. 10 minutes later the Flight Attendant came racing down the aisle holding a ringing cell phone saying "I think this is for you".

We love British Airways!

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