It was a day where nearly everything went wrong… I was woken up by a flight attendant for ‘my meal’. However it was obviously someone else’s meal because nothing on the tray was what I requested.
Next I accidentally got on the wrong bus. I went from T5 to T2 which wasn’t terribly long, however I needed to go to T4. The wait for the bus was terrible, then the route the bus took was mad. Literally mad, it seemed to take forever. I managed to get through security and on the plane.
I’m not much of a breakfast person, so I only had fruit. Later I went back to the lounge for a drink and they had some olives.
Upon arriving I found out that unlike me, my bags failed to make the connection in London and will be arriving later tonight.
I took an Uber to the hotel. I’m staying at the Marriott Marquis hotel.
