after a problematic plane and its unexpected landing in amsterdam (heys i have got a amsterdam stamp in my brand new passport), a dash through the departure gates, another hr long wait in the plane for london, i finally arrived in london. and i thought, finally.

but oh no. its another supremely long wait for the baggage, which BA apologised for profusely. oh wells. i hate workers' strike.

then coach. coach was late, and coach drop me off at somewhere cold to freeze my butt off. brilliant.

and i didnt see two steps when i was going to the shower today. bad ankle now.

i REALLY SHOULD HAVE bought insurance.