Delay Delay Delay

For once I was heading for Budapest and Ildi at a reasonable hour: normally I catch a late flight and arrive there close to midnight. Today, however, I had booked an early flight.

Nine hours later the plane was still tantalizingly visible from the window with no pilot. Eventually we made it on board, at 9pm, but no excuse was given by Easyjet, no explanation, no apology. Appalling.

So my early arrival never happened and I missed the barbecue with friends I had so been looking forward to.