So here's the rundown of what happened with the Dublin to London mess. We were originally supposed to leave Tuesday morning for London at 9am. Our flight was to leave Dublin, fly *through* Paris, have an hour layover, then fly us to Heathrow (thanks, AirFrance). Then, that stupid unpronouncable volcano started spewing ash every where and Ireland's airspace was shut down. Our flight was cancelled. After some panicked calls and emails to Maureen's mom (and Maureen-- and MY mom), we as a group decided to go to the airport right away (10pm) to see what was going on. As Maureen's mom predicted, nobody from AirFrance was there.
We came back the next morning at 9am. We left our luggage at the hotel, knowing we weren't leaving Dublin yet. AirFrance put the 4 of us on the 5:20pm flight out of Dublin, straight to London City Airport (not Heathrow, and no layover)- said we were all set. Great! We went back to Dublin proper and saw Killeman Gail, St. Patrick's, Temple Bar area, and walked a LOT around downtown. We went back to the airport *really* pressed for time, due to slow busses, and when we checked in, the original AirFrance lady didn't fully transfer us over somehow- my 9am flight was still showing up. Awesome. So the NEW AirFrance lady put the 4 of us on the 7pm flight to London City Airport. We killed 15 minutes waiting for the ticketing to happen, then got checked in and all set.
We then are told to board the plane. We had to WALK ON THE TARMAC, which I have never done. I had to take stairs RIGHT into the plane. Holy freaked out! I somehow lucked out though and got "first class" on the little flight, which meant I got to stretch my legs out.
We then arrived at the Nayland Hotel in London that night :) Holy hell, people weren't kidding about the tiny rooms in Europe-- our room with 2 beds is really 2 twin beds pushed together, NO room for luggage, barely room to shower.. it should be a fun 3 days. But since we're not going to be in the room much, I'm ok with that!
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