Day 01 | LHR-BCN

Stuck in London for a couple extra hours… not sure how American and British Airways thought an hour between flights was enough. We were given a fluorescent orange express pass for security but were turned away only to find out we had already been rebooked… at least we’re on the next flight to Barcelona. A note about Britain’s version of TSA: they are not messing about! Made us empty everything and even confiscated my dads oversized toothpaste and searched his bag. Oh well, at least we had time for these shenanigans, and at the end of the day the inconvenience of safety is a small price to pay thanks to crazy evil people inventing new ways of destruction…

So much for the express connection!

At least heathrow has a couple priority pass lounges so we can hang out and wait for our next flight. Good yogurt and coffee… fancy soap, plane spotting — check out this emirates a380! Double decker gigantic…

That’s huge.

And we’re just starting to feel the jet lag after not really being able to sleep on the last flight…

Selfie time.
The real scene…
Finally on a plane to Barcelona. Feeling the jetlag…. but happy to be on our last leg, even if we are in the last row!