Dissconnected
I traveled to London via Vienna on account of the fact that I delayed my departure from Jordan so I could visit Petra. The direct flights were full due to the fact that it is the end of Ramadan and the Eid
holidays (a bit like the travel rush around Christmas). My travel agent did his best to book a flight with as little time wasted in transit as possible. In the end, he did too good a job!
The flight from Amman to Vienna was late leaving which meant that I missed my connection in Vienna. I wasn't stressed though, since I had misread my ticket. What I thought was my departure time was actually my arrival time in London. You can imagine my confusion (and then surprise) when I couldn't find my flight on the departure boards. The helpful staff at the Austrian Airlines desk informed me that the flight had already left. She looked at me strangely when I replied that it couldn't possibly have left early! Anyway, I think she took pity on me and squeezed me on the next flight to London so I only had
to wait a few hours.
My bags, however, tasted the Austrian's hospitality for considerably longer. I knew my chances of being reunited with my bags on arrival were slim given that (a) I had changed airlines and (b) Heathrow has a
reputation for losing bags. Anyway, I was happily reunited with my bags a few days late and all is good now.
holidays (a bit like the travel rush around Christmas). My travel agent did his best to book a flight with as little time wasted in transit as possible. In the end, he did too good a job!
The flight from Amman to Vienna was late leaving which meant that I missed my connection in Vienna. I wasn't stressed though, since I had misread my ticket. What I thought was my departure time was actually my arrival time in London. You can imagine my confusion (and then surprise) when I couldn't find my flight on the departure boards. The helpful staff at the Austrian Airlines desk informed me that the flight had already left. She looked at me strangely when I replied that it couldn't possibly have left early! Anyway, I think she took pity on me and squeezed me on the next flight to London so I only had
to wait a few hours.
My bags, however, tasted the Austrian's hospitality for considerably longer. I knew my chances of being reunited with my bags on arrival were slim given that (a) I had changed airlines and (b) Heathrow has a
reputation for losing bags. Anyway, I was happily reunited with my bags a few days late and all is good now.