Leaving Vienna

My meeting let out shortly before 1200. Since my flight wasn’t till 1800, it isn’t like I had to really hurry to the airport.

After retrieving my luggage from the Bell Captain I wandered across the street and took the CAT back to the airport. This time I was flying British Airways.  Guess what? They are extremely nice and had no problems getting me a hard copy of my boarding card. However, they aren’t open till 2 1/2 hours before the flight for luggage.

That’s right. Even though it is an international flight outside of the Schengen area, they don’t do the four hours.

After a bit of wander, I found a vacant seat and read till 1530 when I easily dropped off my luggage and went through passport control. From there it was just finding a place in the terminal where I could plug in electronics.

True to form, security was immediately before entering the gate area. The flight was fine and we actually arrived at Gatwick 15 minutes early which gave me even more time before my National Express Bus left. That ride was smooth and I made the Ibis just before midnight.

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About Holly

fiber person - knitter, spinner, weaver who spent 33 years being a military officer to fund the above. And home. And family. Sewing and quilting projects are also in the stash. After living again in Heidelberg after retiring (finally) from the U.S. Army May 2011, we moved to the US ~ Dec 2015. Something about being over 65 and access to health care. It also might have had to do with finding a buyer for our house. Allegedly this will provide me a home base in the same country as our four adult children, all of whom I adore, so that I can drive them totally insane. Considerations of time to knit down the stash…(right, and if you believe that…) and spin and .... There is now actually enough time to do a bit of consulting, editing. Even more amazing - we have only one household again. As long as everyone understands that I still, 40 years into our marriage, don't do kitchens or bathrooms. For that matter, not being a golden retriever, I don't do slippers or newspapers either. I don’t miss either the military or full-time clinical practice. Limiting my public health/travel med/consulting and lecturing to “when I feel like it” has let me happily spend my pension cruising, stash enhancing (oops), arguing with the DH about where we are going to travel next and book buying. Life is good!
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