After a rough night of weather in the Chicago area my wife and I decided that we would get to the airport very early. The roads could be bad and we also wanted to make sure we were there early so we could organize if there were delays or changes.
As it turned out, the roads to the airport had been ploughed and cleared perfectly, so at 12 noon (6pm UK) Friday, we were at the airport. Our flight was supposed to leave at 6:50pm.
By 4pm we were told our flight would be delayed until 8:15pm due to delays in Ireland.
We boarded and left Chicago (who had had bad weather, but had no delays of its own doing) at 8:15pm (2:15am UK).
After 6-7 hours of our seven and a half hour flight we were told by the Captain that Dublin was closed and we were being re-routed. Initially he said he was trying to get somewhere else in Ireland but then managed to get us into Glasgow (which was fine for us, we could take a train south). Unfortunately, after flying towards Glasgow for a little while we were diverted from Glasgow and landed at Prestwick (near Glasgow, Scotland) on a runway covered in snow. We sat on that runway, in the plane, for two hours!
Eventually the Captain said that they were being re-fuelled and were going to try making it to Dublin. He said that Dublin was currently closed, but we’d either try to land there, or land in Shannon (near Dublin) as that had opened. We took off from a snowy Prestwick and managed to land in Dublin (it had opened while we were in the air).
When we got to Dublin we realized just what a mess the UK and Ireland were in. We were about 5 hours late for our flight to Manchester, England and it had been canceled – as had every other flight to Manchester.
After getting through Immigration (which granted us access to both Ireland and the UK), we lined up in a queue which was 400ft long in the baggage area for about 20mins before we were told this was not going to be the right line. We went up to departures and found the right desk for Aer Lingus, talked to someone who got us a flight to London, UK at 6:30pm UK (12:30pm Chicago time on Saturday).
The line for that desk was 300ft long also. They were managing the line with staff to stop queue jumping and I have to say I’m really impressed with how Aer Lingus were dealing with things. A major thing which was done for us is that when we checked-in for our flight to London the agent actually had to leave and go back through customs so he could manually find and tag our bags (which had originally been checked-in through to a closed Manchester Airport).
While we were waiting for our plane in Dublin, I booked a rental car in London (we originally had one booked in Manchester). Our flight was supposed to leave at 6:30pm, but because of a late arriving plane we eventually left at 8:15pm… While getting on the plane we heard a Stewardess from another airline saying that they were not sending any more flights after ours to London! We got on the plane and after they de-iced the wings we were sat warming the engines and the heavens opened… The snow started falling very much like a blizzard.
For the first time I saw a pilot do things to prepare for something going wrong. He was obviously totally blind as when I looked out of the window I could hardly see anything. The runway looked to have quite a thick layer of snow and I saw the pilot maneuver the plane so he was going to be able to use every inch of available runway. He also held the brake as he wound the engine up near full power (normally it seems like they’ll wind the engine up to full power while rolling along) before he released them. It felt like the pilot was struggling with the rudder quite a bit in the strong wind… Certainly wasn’t nice conditions out there, but we made it.
We landed at London, England at about 10pm UK (4pm Chicago) and made our way to the car rental. We got a great deal (better than we did from Manchester) and arranged things so we can drop the car at Manchester when we left the country. We left London at about 11pm and arrived at my parents at about 2am UK (8pm Chicago).
So 32 hours of travel in these conditions? That’s pretty good. The most embarrassing thing though is that Chicago weather was worse than England or Ireland. We were delayed leaving Chicago because of Ireland, not Chicago. How can the United States cope just fine with this type of thing? How am I able to drive up and down roads in the Chicago area just fine? How was I able to come to England and drive for 3 hours from the south all the way up-north without any issues whatsoever while the News stations are saying nobody can move? The British Media strikes once again, I think. Things are no way near as bad as the media are saying they are and I wonder if some people just wanted some time off work!
Honestly though, it is a little embarrassing. I know the UK and Ireland are not used to getting a proper Winter (well actually, we always used to get proper ones, just not recently), but considering what I see every day in an area like I live in the USA, I’m pretty ashamed at how a nation can fall apart.