The Five Yen of Happiness! To London Heathrow and The BA Galleries North Lounge
- I give in – I need a break (Introduction)
- To Heathrow and The BA Galleries North Lounge
- BA902 London Heathrow to Frankfurt Airport in Club Europe
- Bumbling around Frankfurt Airport with random #AVGeek spotting
- Meeting the A350 and the Air Canada Lounge
- Qatar Airways QR068 Frankfurt to Doha
- The joy of Hamad International Airport, and The Oryx Rotana Hotel
- Qatar Airways Flight QR812 Doha to Tokyo Haneda
- The Hotel JAL City Haneda Tokyo
- Shikansen Adventures to Hiroshima!
- Time in Hiroshima (featuring the ANA Crowne Plaza Hiroshima)
- Hirosihima – 70 years on
- A day trip to Itsukushima
- More Shinkansen fun to Kyoto (Featuring Kyoto Tower Hotel)
- A trip up to Fushimi Inari Taisha Shrine
- Dinner with The real_jetsetr!
- The JR Central SC Maglev and Rail Museum
- Shinkansen to Tokyo
- The Strings by InterContinental
- Cheap evening – From the Tokyo Metropolitan Building
- The JR East Railway Museum, Saitama
- Shibuya nights
- Akihabara Days
- Gotta Catch them All! A few Pokemon Centres.
- Off to Narita
- Nartia Airport, The JAL Lounge
- Qatar Airways Flight QR807 Tokyo Narita to Doha
- Four and Half Hours in Doha Airport
- Qatar Airways Flight QR067 Doha to Frankfurt
- More time in Frankfurt
- BA8735 Frankfurt to London City Airport (Club Europe)
- And about that Five Yen Coin – The Sensoji Temple, Asakusa
So as usual, I was working the day before departure, didn’t pack correctly and all the other things I’m meant to do. I had also had a few extra problems too – namely one of my debit cards had gone walkies two weeks before.
So I was hunting for Japanese Yen and Qatari Riyals the day before after getting a lump of cash out of bank… and not doing well at it.
It didn’t help that I had been moved on the late shift that day.
But in the end, I got everything mostly together – with the only thing missing this time was a multi-way output adaptor.
Considering in the past I’ve left things behind – like my Passport – this is small beer, I’m not concern.
So off we go from the flat in an Uber, and straight to the Coach station. My timing was pretty much on the money as the coach had just begun loading.
My ticket was examined and my big rucksack was taken off me for the coach journey to Heathrow.
National Express 210
Birmingham Digbeth to Heathrow Terminal 5
I’ll be honest, by the time the coach had pulled out of Birmingham Airport, I was pretty much asleep. I woke up a few times when we took an odd turn (and I’m glad I did as the coach had taken a diversion – to the point it was 30 minutes late by the time we go to Heathrow), but I got sleep up till about Heathrow – or near enough 2 hours on National Express.
That’s a first for me on these trips. I normally on get an hour or so sleep on the coach on a good trip.
But yes, with the coach arriving at Heathrow, I gathered myself together – to realise I had a couple more stops to go.
After a drive round the back of Heathrow to drop some passengers off at Terminal 4, it was my turn to be dropped off a Terminal 5.
With the bus arriving around 4:40 (a good 30 minutes late), there was still one priority for the morning.
With something resembling coffee in hand, I headed upstairs to departures.
Enough time to slurp down the coffee, and wait for the Club check-in queue to build up. As I wasn’t in the mood to wait for that check in, I headed off to the First class check in and dumped my bag there.
It’s one of the few benefits of a British Airways Gold Card.
My rucksack was taken and my boarding pass issued to Frankfurt, and with those formalities out of the way, it was time to head to security – which at this time of the morning was dealt with in a flash.
That done, I needed to get something from the chemist. With it not opening until 5:30, I decided to wait in the main area and raid it for supplies. Lets just say my feet still aren’t in the greatest of states still, so getting appropriately strong pain relief (that could also be brought into other countries)
Once that was done, I was nearer the Galleries North Lounge as opposed to the South Lounge. Rather than hike across the terminal for a glass or two champagne, I headed to the North Lounge as the priority was as shower and some bacon rolls.
So I won’t get my bottle of pink bubbles. The world won’t end.
Lounge Stop: British Airways Galleries North
I headed to the lounge, and was beeped in successfully. For me, there was one priority – a shower. I checked in with the attendants and got a beeper for the shower.
Once I had recovered from the shower, it was time for breakfast. Compared to Galleries First, the lounge offerings in Galleries North is a little more… limited.
What did I go for breakfast? Well. It doesn’t take a genius to work out what I had.
As time went on (apart from feeling nice and fresh), I checked the departure gate. And then it came. Guess where I had been sent to again? Yes, it’s A10.
For the uninitiated, A10 is the bussing gate at Terminal 5A. More commonly known as Satan’s Armpit (what? It isn’t named that? It is now).
With a heavy sigh, I bagged up my stuff, and headed for the gate
With the boarding bus assigned at A10A, it was a hike to the other end of the bus gate to await boarding to commence.
Ladies and gentlemen, it’s time for the round we call “The Dove From Above“
Thankfully, this team of ground staff knew how to board a plane, and started with priority passengers and Club passengers. I took my cue and headed aboard the bus.
Amazingly, the ground staff didn’t overload the bus for once.
With that, it was time for a morning bus ride around Heathrow Airport. It was a short ride as the bus headed out to the far B hard stands, and parked up against a Boeing 767 – the chariot to take me to Frankfurt.
A short wait – and we were allowed to board.
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