Love of Travel, Second Edition

Those of you who started reading later in our adventure may have missed the first ode to the joys of traveling, but no worries you can find it HERE. Saturday morning we were moving on to our next destination. Unfortunately for us, the flight was at 6:40, meaning we had to be up at 3 a.m. to make it to the airport in time. From various factors within our control and others outside, we only ended up with 2-3 hours of sleep. It shouldn't have mattered, it would be 2 quick flights and arrive at the final destination by 12. We waited in line to get boarding passes, (We are supposed to get to the airport 2 hours ahead of time right? Well we got there at 4:30, only to find out the SAS desk opens at 5:15. I wish they would have put that online. That's 45 minutes more of sleep we could have gotten. -Eric) went through security, sat in the terminal, boarded the flight, and sat on the plane. And sat. And sat. Finally the pilot came on that there was a small issue with an engine, a mechanic was on the way over, and hopefully it would be a quick fix. Unfortunately it wasn't, so they sent over shuttle buses and we had to get off the plane. We were driven back to the terminal, and to add insult to injury, they made us go through security again! (You are allowed to bring 100ml size bottles of liquid through security. Then after that you can buy larger bottles of liquid in the airport once through security. Well since we had already went through security to board the last flight some people had bought large bottles of liquid. Now that we were having to back through security it was mass confusion. People had huge bottles of alcohol that of course they didn't want to give up. But had some loud talking things got sort of straightned out. -Eric) After that we were given a £5 voucher for a little breakfast. Finally our flight left around 9:30. The problem is that we weren't flying direct, there was a connecting flight that we missed by 1 hour. Since it was a smaller regional flight and it was a weekend, there wasn't another flight till 2:15. We lounged around in the terminal with standby passes, and finally learned that there were no extra seats. We went back to the SAS counter to book on the last flight of the day, at 8:50. They gave us meal vouchers for 2 meals each, and expressed their apologies for the wait. No worries, we were hoping to spend an 8 hour lay-over in Copenhagen, Denmark after getting up at 3 and having flight trouble! We could have went into the city, but were just to tired, so we found good seating and sat, studied, and played chess on the laptop. Finally we were on the way around 9. The flight to Gothenburg, Sweden was only 45 minutes, basically up and down. We got to the baggage claim, waited 15 minutes, and of course my bag wasn't there. Eric decided to snoop around, and found my bag in the holding area. With all the confusion from the standby my bag got to come early, but thats better than the alternative. We found a taxi(rediculously expensive, take the bus if you can), and were wisked over to my grandmother's apartment building. (The taxi driver was going about 160 km/h, thats 100 mph for you American people. -Eric) She let us in, gave us the keys to our(my aunt's) flat, and we fell into bed, not to wake up for a long time.