Shore Leave Mission Report 4

Shore Leave – the journey home.

OK slight reference to Star Trek there, that’s what happens when you spend the weekend hanging out with Klingons!

In the morning, Trish and KimberlyFDR hosted a panel on ADB, so we all felt we should go along to offer her moral support and talk about our favourite movie.

After that I  spent the morning on or around Em’s raffle stall. Well mostly, as I needed to take breaks for food, drink etc and kept getting distracted by people who recognised me from Saturday.

Before I went home there was one last chance to get autographs. I nearly didn’t get mine as the girl who was managing the line cut it off right by me and asked us to come back at 5. But David is such a nice guy that when I mentioned I had a plane to catch, he stopped and did one last autograph for me. David, this is just one of the reasons why we think you are so awesome. (lol)

Informal group squirrel photo:

Someone else took this with my camera. This is the second time I let someone do that and in each case people have red eye, but Kimberly seems to get it worse than everyone else.  Is there something you are not telling us Kimberly? Do you maybe have a head snake?

This is something I thought was pretty cool. Sammy and her sister have designed their own Stargate Atlantis Monopoly game.

I would have liked to have stayed for a talk with David, but I needed a lift to the Airport, and Brian offered to take me and Katrina if we left at 3pm. I was separated from Katrina at the airport because we were with different airlines, so we were at different terminals.

As you may already know, I had a few problems getting home. I was supposed to catch a plane from Baltimore to Philadelphia, to connect to a flight back to Manchester, England. However there was an electrical storm that was delaying flights. I could not get to Philadelphia in time to catch my connection to Manchester, and the next one would have been 8pm Monday, (US time)  so would have been stuck in Philadelphia for 24 hours.

I explained the situation to this lovely lady from US Airways called Maria, and she got me a seat on a British Airways flight to London Heathrow. She also got me a connecting flight to Manchester so that I could use my original rail ticket to get home and not have to purchase a new one.

the plane I came home in, at Heathrow Airport.

I ended up stuck in Heathrow for a few hours, but I made it home at 5pm London time on Monday, tired and desperately in need of a bath and change of clothes.