So I had the start to this huge post about my dreams last night and how moving countries is even stalking my dreams with nightmares. Then I accidentally clicked the back button. And I'm definitely not in the mood to write it all out again.
That said, this is going to be a short post. There is a promise here for a proper post, possibly later today or maybe tomorrow but yeah. The post was three pages long. Ouch. Just ouch.
On the up point I have Brooklyn Style Dominos Cheese with white sauce pizza and cinna stix. Which, as Dominos tends to do, makes me feel a whole lot better about the situation. I wonder if I wrote to Dominos they would sponsor me to say that?
So the flight I'm booked on has a connection in Dusseldorf, which I wasn't too stressed about, even though it adds extra time. Until British Airways failed miserably at customer service.
The first flight is with Airberlin. I asked them about extra baggage (comes with moving countries) and they said there wouldn't be an issue, just book it and pay. But the issue was that they had no idea if this would go through in the connection. No idea.
Great. And British Airways? Won't answers questions through email and as an alternative only leave an automated phone service. Get some sense of whose paying your salaries, guys! It comes from the customers on the flights. Customer service therefore? Not a bad idea.
