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Last night I was on board an 8 year old British Airways A320
from Berlin to London. For a half an hour after take off the route map screen showed us zigzagging round Berlin until
the pilot told us that because some hydraulic equipment had failed he was returning to Berlin. We landed and the plane parked up in a hard shelter and the pilot told the passengers that ground staff would look after us. We were bussed back to a terminal where one harassed chap from a local agent- not BA of course asked us to wait for news.
An hour later after two more locals joined him we were told we would have to come back at 0700 the next day. We were then given an unsigned letter from BA in London saying we would have to find our own hotels but that EU law forced BA to allow us to clsim it back
The local agents were trying to find a lengthy que of passengers rooms. Fortunately I had given my travel agent my mobile phone number and BA textef me with a new flight
at 1230 today. Fortunately the hotel I had stayed in in Berkin had a room and I could use their Internet to confirm the flight. I am using it to post this before enjoying at least s sunny morning.
On the bus back from the airport I remembered a lovely old 60s film where Richarf Butyon and Margaret Rutherford were fogbound in London and BOAC put them all up in a London hotel.
I dread to think what British Toad will be like after Brexit.
from Berlin to London. For a half an hour after take off the route map screen showed us zigzagging round Berlin until
the pilot told us that because some hydraulic equipment had failed he was returning to Berlin. We landed and the plane parked up in a hard shelter and the pilot told the passengers that ground staff would look after us. We were bussed back to a terminal where one harassed chap from a local agent- not BA of course asked us to wait for news.
An hour later after two more locals joined him we were told we would have to come back at 0700 the next day. We were then given an unsigned letter from BA in London saying we would have to find our own hotels but that EU law forced BA to allow us to clsim it back
The local agents were trying to find a lengthy que of passengers rooms. Fortunately I had given my travel agent my mobile phone number and BA textef me with a new flight
at 1230 today. Fortunately the hotel I had stayed in in Berkin had a room and I could use their Internet to confirm the flight. I am using it to post this before enjoying at least s sunny morning.
On the bus back from the airport I remembered a lovely old 60s film where Richarf Butyon and Margaret Rutherford were fogbound in London and BOAC put them all up in a London hotel.
I dread to think what British Toad will be like after Brexit.