Well, three days in Edinburgh. I got my Scottish fix. We had a wonderful dinner at Wannaburger Friday night.... portabello burger and salad for me and a chicken burger for Mum. This place looked like a fast food joint but it was a sit down restaurant with delicious burgers..... AND they served Corona with lime. Once again, it was a long day, so we crashed early..... only to have to get up at like 4 am in order to get a taxi to the airport to fly back to London. Our taxi driver was a gas... he spoke in the true Gaelic.. and talk he could. it was dinna, ken, verra...... Bryan gave us a taste of his Gaelic brogue but said if he spoke like that the whole day we would never understand a word he spoke. We got to the airport and with ears full of Gaelic, hustled into the BMI check in line. Seems that EVERYONE was trying to get back to London on this early flight. We had seats...... but when we got on the plane there was another lad who had the same ticketed seat as I did.... so after the flight attendents sweated it for a few minutes they moved Mum and I up to business class. Woo hoo! We got free breakie instead of having to pay 10 quid for a box breakie. (too bad we didnt get this boost on flight to Nairobi or LA).
We had just a couple of hours at Heathrow, but we had to trek from Terminal 1 to Terminal 4
to catch our flight on Kenya Air. (getting to Terminal 4 includes shleping our stuff down to the trains level and taking the (free) Heathrow express). We found the Kenya Air check in counter
easily..... just find the largest deepest crowd and thats it. We unknowingly jumped the queue in front of a young English lad.. but he was like... "no worries...I won't tell." we did fret a little bit because appartently there was one young lad who got to the counter and they told him that his ticket wasnt on record even though he had paid for his ticket MONTHS before. But alas, we got our boarding passes and we on our way.
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