Alas, alas, alas and alack,
It seems that Norm
Has made it back.
His plane was late,
His luggage lost,
An expensive holiday,
If you count the cost.
At first we hear, the plane was broken,
We did not get a free meal token!
They left us there,
Without a clue,
Of anything we had to do.
We sat around, so patiently,
Until delayed, in hours, three.
And then upon a bus we stood,
For half an hour,
'Twas very rude.
The temperature was 40 C,
The sweat was running out of me!
And on the plane, we finally got,
Even then, it was flipping hot.
And off to Leeds we finally went,
All our Euros completely spent.
The luggage stayed, alone in store,
While we all left that foreign shore.
Arriving back in Leeds, our bases,
And being told, about our cases,
Left far behind with may more,
Without which the plane wouldn’t have got off the floor!
(ok, sorry about that last line!)
Due to the extremely high temperatures in Olbia (Sardinia) the plane, a
Boeing 737-300 was unable to load all the luggage for everyone or it
would have been unable to get off the deck, so they quietly left about
40 people’s luggage behing in the airport and only told us when we
arrived back in Leeds - some three hours a,d a half, late. We were not
amused, but what the heck!
I’d rather be home without luggage than embedded in a mountain with -
the take off is directly towards a mountain!
Should have taken an Airbus!!!
Cheers, Darlene for the thoughts!