Sunday, July 20, 2008

Stuck in Stanstead

Alliterative, and annoying. Here's my question: why would one build an airport where the gates are so far away from the main building that you need a train to travel from one to the other? And why, if you chose to go ahead with that daft scheme, would you not have a backup plan if you couldn't use the train. Like, for example, if your stupid train CAUGHT FIRE?

I would like to have a chat with Mr. Inventor-of-Stanstead-Airport. Now.

I am sitting on a dirty floor, in a hall that smells kind of like Ovaltine that's gone sour, waiting for a train THAT WILL NEVER COME. Kill me now, please. Why can't I ever arrive in England without incident? Seriously.

On the upside, I've got my iPod on shuffle and "No Air" just came on and it makes me think of Katee and Joshua's dance on SYTYCD. Now I want to watch it. It's the little pleasures.

Mwah.
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