I was unable to secure 1K for the JFK-LCY sector, which of course is disappointing in the DYKWIA stakes. I have no idea what Griselda was up to and made a mental note to chastise her extensively upon my return….assuming I ever got back to MEL.
Griselda had at least got something right and had briefed me extensively on what to expect from my governing flight into LCY on BA3. BA really does fall over in its offering. Yes, I know it is a J flight, but with only 32 lie flat seats on the plane and sense of “exclusivity” no offered by many airlines one would think they might be able to offer pyjamas or a decent amenity kit. I found myself seated next to a QF CL member who was less than impressed.
The service is up there with F service and the food offerings are pretty good too but I just shake my head at the ancient iPads and, quite frankly, awful amenity kits. :?:
Little in my recent travel experiences prepared me for the full horror that awaited me at LCY. Not since my greener days of package holidays to Ibiza , Crete, and Tenerife had I experienced the utter chaos of a crowded claustrophobic terminal simply heaving with people.
There was of course no lounge, and no transfer process. Upon arrival it was out into the landside area and then massive queues through security. Airside was just a mass of people trying to grab fast food and watching the monitors waiting for their gate to come up.
LCY is marketed as the ideal business airport, one arrives, clears security and boards the plane. It is, apparently, much loved by businessmen for its ease of access, compared to LHR/LGW, and convenience. This TP runner hated it with a passion. I had a 90 minute layover that turned into almost two hours. It represents everything I despise about air travel. It was noisy, smelly, crowded and claustrophobic. My flight to DUB could not come soon enough.
I was starting to tire now, and not even my second airline breakfast of the day could energise me, although it cheered me up to see the CSM dispatch a J seat stealer back to his Y seat prior to take off to DUB.
My flight to LHR from DUB was a redemption ticket and I had allowed myself plenty of time at DUB…just in case there were any delays on my inbound itinerary. I was due to land in DUB at 10:05 and my flight to LHR was schedule for 15:20. Now having spent an hour in the DUB lounge I was quite keen to try and get an earlier flight and was very surprised when BA duly obliged. I’d rather spend the time at LHR in the F lounge.
Mid trip BA changed its policies around hand luggage and priority boarding and my flight to LHR was to be my first experience of the new rules. My second hand luggage item was border line in size and I was interested to see how BA would police its new policies.
“Boarding pass please!” the BA ground crew member barked at me as I entered the PB lane.
“Sorry you need to join the general boarding queue.” He said moving to the next person in line.
BA’s new policy is J and GCH first, although OWE, is in there too, but it is not well highlighted.
I was somewhat taken aback and held out my boarding pass again, having scanned it myself again to make sure I wasn’t imagining things.
“…….but…but…but” was all I could muster.
“This lane is for Business Class and British Airways Gold Card holders only” he said quite sternly. :shock:
“….but….but…but” came from my lips again.
I finally managed to point to the relevant part of the boarding pass that highlighted my status - BA GCH, and the fact that I was flying J.
“Oh, it was the emerald bit that confused me” he spluttered as I was finally allowed to board. :shock:
An uneventful flight soon had me at LHR T5. Oddly all I could think about was whether the BA F Lounge at T3 would have Chilli con Carne. (I had taken quite a liking to it at T5) The transfer process was relatively painless although I could see that it could be confusing for the non english speakers out there.
Upon clearing security and reaching the main departures area I was briefly undecided as to whether a lounge crawl was in order. This moment of indecision lasted less than two seconds as the call of the JW Blue Label in the BA F Lounge proved to strong too fight off.
It was an anxious couple of hours as I bunkered down next to the spirits section in the F Lounge. The hot food had yet to appear, but finally at about 5 PM the Chilli materialised and I helped myself to a couple of decent serves, moving to the Malbec as an accompaniment, before returning to the JW Blue Label. (hic)
By this stage I was pretty much exhausted and quite keen to keep moving……..