I reckon they've all gone into the departure lounge where nymphs hand them peeled grapes whilst they recline on golden sedan chairs. Whilst we sit in the check-in hall on our over crammed suitcases and have bricks thrown at us (ok, I'm exaggerating for comic effect. Some of us are stood up).
There is a new game amongst the stranded community. It's called 'I'm more stranded than you Top Trumps'. In it you prove that you are waaay more stranded than other people. We have a pretty strong hand in that we have been stranded a week already, are not booked onto another flight for a week, and crucially have a 7 year old kid and 2 pensioners. Any people whose first cancelled flight was Tuesday have way fewer points than us unless they have the trump card of either a little baby or a wheelchair bound Granny. If she has a drip? Game over.
We British standby types are horrified to see that there is No Queue here. We're totally lost without it. We are milling in clumps of people and cracking jokes. But if we could only stand in an actual queue where we could see that he is going before me, but they are going we'd all be much happier.
Yamas!
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When I was overbooked some years ago at Athens, I sat on the floor in front of the check in desks and played backgammon (tavli)...the Policemen came with thier big guns and offered advice on the best moves (and how to cheat probably).
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