Managed to get out of London eventually.
I'm beginning to think that Heathrow employees must be more pissed off about the continuing fiasco at that airport than the customers themselves. Imagining working at Heathrow? You'd have to lie about your job to taxi drivers anyway for sure, just to prevent being drawn into a conversation about how shit your place of work is.
I wasn't flying out from terminal 5, but even terminal 1 was all fucked up. There was a stand off between airport security and a bunch of people who refused to go some crazy roundabout way for their flight connection "what kind of sense does that make?" one of them screamed before the poor battered security dude just snapped "none" followed by, "listen, I'd knock this whole fucking place down so you could get through, only I'd get told off then, wouldn't I?" The travellers retreated, and the security dude cast a nervous glance towards his superior who was traipsing up one of the several unneccessary ramped corridors that sigh under Heathrow's low ceilings, turning the sprawling mess of an airport into a chronically shite labyrinth of suspended doom.
Anyway, I got through, and then while on the plane, eating my 49th Kinder bar and reading the Guardian, the pilot made a bit of a 'I'm-pissed-off-but-I-have-to-be-professional-so-I'm-going-to-adopt-a-sarcastic-tone-instead' announcement: "hello, everyone. They're very good here at Heathrow. They've closed one of the departing runways to allow planes to land on it instead. So we'll be another thirty minutes on the ground."
So after all that, even the chewing gum-stained, cabbage-smelling Dublin airport nearly feels positively palatial. Nearly.
Yes, travelling through Heathrow sucks. But imagine working there? Shudder.