Round The World and other travels

I had set my alarm clock for the ungodly hour of 0430, but in the event managed to wake up a 0400. I listened to Classic FM for half an hour and was sorely tempted to do so for longer when one of my all-time favourite pieces started just after 0430. Willpower won the day, however, and I jumped out of bed. In all honesty, it was probably a bit on the early side, but I hate feeling under pressure and taking unnecessary risks when travelling. After breakfast no. 1 - for medical reasons, I couldn't leave on an empty stomach even if I wanted to - I was ready for departure at 0550. On stepping outside, I was surprised by the very mild conditions; recent mornings had had a distinctly autumnal feel. I had a very easy drive to EDI, parking in the long-term BAA car park and transferring to the terminal by shuttle bus.

Having checked-in on-line and printed by BP at home, I was able to proceed directly to security, where the 'gatekeeper' cheerfully informed me that he didn't need to see my secondary ID any more. I proceeded directly to the BA Terraces lounge, where the agent was able to print my LGW-OPO boarding pass and give me printed itineraries for both my bookings, to aid the return journey. She also informed me that the LGW flight was subject to a delay of approximately one hour - unfortunate, but not a major concern. I settled down, had a bowl of bran flakes and a cappuccino and read The Scotsman, including an excellent centre pages spread by fellow-FTer ajamieson, on the end-of-festival fireworks due to take place on Sunday evening.

Boarding via Gate 9 was announced shortly before 0900. Strangely, it was via the steps.

On arrival at LGW, I followed the Flight Connections signs and was slightly surprised that I had to pass through security again. This never used to happen for ex-domestic transfers and, as far as I was aware, still didn't at LHR. But the queue was minimal and I was soon in the main departure hall of the North Terminal. As I made my way to the lounge pavilion, I had the presence of mind to recall that, as a BA Gold, I was now entitled to use the First lounge, even though I was not travelling First, or even long-haul.

The First lounge turned out to be on the small side, relative to the Terraces, but had a more refined atmosphere. A plentiful supply of friendly, attentive staff ensured a high standard of service. Soup, sandwiches, salad, crudités, cheese and fruit could be ordered on request. As lunchtime approached, I ordered a bowl of leek and potato soup and helped myself to some cheese and biscuits, which were now available at the buffet.

This was certainly a very civilised place to wait for a plane. The only possible downside was that the view was less interesting than the one from the Terraces. I couldn't help noticing that First Class mobile phones were every bit as active as those of the business brigade. And, yes ... there were also two First Class toddlers : one very well-behaved and the other less so. Overall, though, a big

I started to make my way to Gate 59 at 1310 and had only been sitting at the gate for 3 or 4 minutes when boarding commenced.

I got dropped off just outside the hotel and was soon checking in. In a splendid local touch, I was offered a glass of port while the formalities were completed. As I was allocated Room 911, I thought it was just as well that I am in no way superstitious.

I stupidly managed to cut my finger while opening my bag and, as there was no sign of the bleeding stopping, went back to Reception to ask if they had a plaster. They couldn't find one at the time, which I thought was rather odd, as minor accidents must surely happen in hotels. However, the Receptionist kindly delivered three sticking plasters to my room five minutes later - on a little metal tray, no less!

By 1800, I wondered why I felt so tired, then remembered that I had been awake since 0400. As the hotel was situated some distance from the city centre, I decided not to bother venturing back out. This decision was soon confirmed by some almighty cracks of thunder!

I ordered something light from Room Service, then turned in for a well-deserved early night. As I got ready for bed a thunderstorm, complete with spectacular forked lightning, raged outside. I hoped that things would improve by morning.